My mistake

Every twist and turn of the blade
Knowing the cut i made cant go any deeper
Falling to the ground with stinging red swallon eyes
Black lines trace my face
Wrapping the blood soaked towel around my badly sliced wrist
Knowing i will never be the same
I wear long sleeve shirts and sweaters to cover up the mistake i made
I thought i could control myself
But the pain got too much
Never wanted to be like them
I got sick of the fights
The late night crying
I was in pain and no one could see
Everyone thought i was perfect
You know the perfect little girl with the perfect little life
Well if im so perfect why do i have so many regrets in my life?
Why am i afraid of my past?
Why do i go to sleep at night knowing nothing i do could ever make it right?
WHY in the hell do you think me and my life is so dang perfect???