At night when i go to bed,
all i think about is what is in my head.
it is all a mixture and a buzz,
but in my mind it looks like fuzz.
but when i look deeper into my mind,
i am scared by what i find.
there is people shouting, screaming, swearing,
none of them even caring.
i am there i look really low,
i ask for help but they just say no.
they look at me in disgust and regret.
i would do anything to forget.
in my head i have the scars,
of all the gashes i put on my arms.
idont no why this is in my head,
but i really wish that i was dead.
if i could i would run away,
but something inside makes me stay.
i do not no why i fel this way,
someone please help me today.
