I\'m Still

I still carry the blade in my hand.
I still wonder why I am the way I am.
I still drop my head in shame.
My cuts still remain.

The pain won’t fade.
I still walk in the shade.
I still think about my suicide.
Every night my heart still cries.

My smile isn’t real yet.
My life is still based on a bet.
I’m still not what they want me to be.
I’m still not sure how to be free.

I still hear my soul scream.
I’m still fading away with my dreams.
I still hide from myself.
I still don’t want help.

I’M STILL ME.