It started off subtle,
and grew a little everyday,
the scars are starting to fade,
but they'll never go away,
When it first started,
it was only every now and then,
now it happens everyday,
I don't think I'll ever be normal again,
It started as a way to escape,
not it's the only way I deal with depression,
it used to be something I could control,
then it turned into an obsession,
It used to be something,
to make me feel a little more alive,
but then it turned into something bigger,
sometimes I feel like it's the only was I can survive,
It used to be a way,
to deal with things when they go to bad,
but now it's an excuse that I use,
for everything that makes me sad,
It used to be a way,
to get rid of all the pain inside,
but day after day more scars appeared,
they're getting to hard to hide,
All of my scars show you,
that I'm not as happy as I seem,
it started as a whisper,
then it turned into a scream!
