Oh my...this is absolutely dreadful but I love it. I love how it flowed, I love the choice of words, and I love how much I can relate to it. Some people do not realize how much depression can get to us. Put on a smile and act like everything is fine, that used to be my every day routine. People used to say, "Hey there is that Emo Freak!" Yes I used to cut but not on my wrists. I didn't want people to know about it so I would do it on my thighs. One day at school the blood seeped through my pants and everyone figured it out. I got put into counseling and had all of my blades taken away...best thing they have ever done. Thanks to friends and family I no longer think suicide is the answer. Yes at times I think I can't go on anymore but then I look at my loved ones and realize that I can carry on. I love this poem and thank you so much for allowing me to read it. 5/5 from me. :)