Please Notice Me

My life is what you crave
My life is what I cant save

I cut each night
My parents never notice
Their to busy with my sisters
So they never lose their focus

I'm drenched in black and red
Black the color of my clothes
Red the color of my blood
And down my arm it flows

I need help
And that you know
But you don't want to
Spend money on me though

So I sit here in the dark
Not knowing what to do
So I start to cut
If only you knew

Maybe you would have changed
If you saw all my cuts
But you would never notice me
Not even if i spilled my guts

But see i never tried
To hide my scars
So you have no excuse
Just look at all my blood in the jars

So is it still my life you crave?
Is it even worth the save?