NeveR OkaY

All these depressing poems I write
About wanting to give up the fight
It ain't an act, it ain't a lie
All my friends, they're just the same
Cutting themselves free from the pain
I wish I could be happy
and Believe me I try
Sometimes I think I'm happy
But I am just deceived
Felt the pain too long, it lies
Pretending to make me feel happy
When really it's still the pain I'm feeling
I've tried to love my life
and Love myself
But it's way too hard
Cause in this aspect of my life
Hate overcomes Love
and Blood always prevails
Scars run so deep
Memories still in my mind I keep
Even though they hurt so bad
The good times Taunt and tease me
Wishing them to be once more
You don't understand
You think I bring this upon myself
You say I can leave it behind whenever I want
But it's like a monster
An evil ghost consuming my body
Torturing my heart
Taking control of my head
My body doesn't belong to me any longer
It taught me how to cut
How to hate
It's made me realize how unimportant my existence is
It's made me see the real world
A world full of destruction and hurt
A world in which popularity takes over your mind
Making you do anything and everything to the top
It's stupid and selfish
and for most it's an unrealistic dream
You people turn to making yourself sick
I know I can't talk
I don't eat
Well hardly at all
I have cuts and scars on my arms and legs
They're from the pain
The pain the world puts you through
People telling me it'll be OK
The pain will eventually go away
It kills me when you say it
I know it will never be OK
I am so very sorry to say
But it will never, ever be OK