Break break break

Break break break i write in hopes someone will understand my pain maybe they could help me see that I'm not alone and I'm not on my own I'm not the only one who cries at night the only one who knows how to deal with pain is to feel some pain on the outside by watching myself bleed I'm not the only one who wears my scars with a twisted little pride they make me feel slightly happy you see these scars explain my pain more then o ever could they show how my hearts been stabbed n how my heart has scars and when I'm bleeding i'm also bleeding deep with in I act so happy but inside I'm so sad tell me this just doesn't happen to me I wear my heart on my sleave you can always read my emotions especially if you can see my cuts and my scars they explain so much it's all a matter of if I deny it and keep actin like I'm fine cuz we all know inside I'm dying cuz on the outside I'm bleedding and my hands are shaking you touch me and I jump I jump because I'm on the edge edge of freaking out edge of crying the edge of going home and just cutting it all away maybe then i will feel okay but I probally won't but these cuts say more then I can they say how bad I hurt because this hurts indescribable I coulht find the words to explain it to you even if I tried, cuz believe me I have