You cut because you care!

You cut b/c you care

About all the things they've done

Breaking down your heart

To have they're little fun

Your friends just look away

Your parents do not see

You want to tell them all

But you suffer silently

I've seen the tears you cry

Blood drying on your cheeks

You push us all away

You've been dying here for weeks

I reach my hand out to you

But you turn your back on me

I'd take your pain away

But you will not let me see

Cuts are on your arms

Scars that barely fade

I know the things you do

And I hear the things you say

But when I try to help

You hide inside your shell

I want to pull you out

But you suffer in your hell

Your world is smothered in shame

From all the things you've done

You want to kill yourself

But you cannot find a gun

You're too frightened of a noose

And you're frightened of the pain

I'd love to take it all away

But this is how they gain!

Don't you see what they all do?!

Can't you tell they do not care?!

The more you cut, the more they laugh!

The things they do aren't fair!

They make you want to cut

And they make you want to bleed

But put away that blade!!!

For your pain there is no need!!

Teachers say it's just a phase

And counselors step back

No one wants to listen

To your heart that slowly cracks

But when you want to cut

You reach for that damn blade

That's what they want you to do!

Don't let your feelings fade

Stand up for yourself

because I'm sick of all your shit

Don't you understand!?

I don't want you just to quit!!

I'm here for anyone

I'll offer you a smile

I want to make you laugh

And be better for a while

I'll listen to you talk

And I won't turn away

If you've got something in your head

Then just open up and say

If you're scared that I won't care

If you think that I won't hear

I can promise you today

That I'll always hold you dear

If you're a stranger on this site

Or someone I know about

I'll be open to your thoughts

I won't even feel a doubt

So you cut b/c you care?

B/c of what they've done?

Don't you see I'm here for you

And you don't have to run?

Reaching for that blade

Won't do you any good

Spilling all that blood

Won't ease it like it should

And doing any drugs

Or drinking all that shit

Won't help you in the end

Those habits you must quit

So I urge you all today

In every little way

Keep that blade at bay

B/c things will be ok

I've been where you have been

I've cut the cuts you have

I've beaten myself bloody

And tried to stop and laugh

So I know that it is hard

To ignore the pain inside

But cutting won't relieve it

And you don't have to die

Write it out on paper

Or tell me when you can

I'll offer you a shoulder

And a helping hand

The scars on my arms fade

Day by day, they leave

And I write the things I feel

And that it my release

I hope I've taught you something

So your pain that you can bare

I know you want to live some days

So I'm showing that I care...
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This is about me but i am trying to see it from a differnet view like if i was my bestest friend and stuff like that!