My friends say they care
But do they really
Have they paid attention to my fake smiles?
And my continuous talk about death
Have they seen my wrist?
When I’m not coving it up
Have they seen the scars?
Or the bloody red marks
Have they seen the scars but just don’t care
Or do I just hide them well so no1 will stare
Have they noticed or cared
To all of my warning that I might be depressed
All my mood swings from happy to sad I hear about their problems all day
But do they care about mine
I guess to them I have none
I just want them to know
That they are one of the reasons I turn to the blade for guidance
But I still waste my caring heart on them
I care about them so much I would let myself get hurt so they wouldn’t
I wouldn’t commit suicide so they don’t have to deal with the pain
If they even know I’m gone
So thanks a lot for not caring, not paying attention to the words I speak and letting me go through all this pain
Somehow I live on each and every day
When I could easily take this life away
So thanks once more for being one of the reasons I see my blood
Maybe when I’m never to return you’ll realize what you have done and not paying attention to my signs that I was screaming for help
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