They wont understand

They say I'm crazy for cutting
they ask why i do it
and
all i can do is look away with tears in my eyes
cause I'm asked i remember what each scars for
i tell them that i do it because i can
cause no matter how many times i try to explain they wont understand
because you cant understand other peoples pain

my friends see the scars they all no i cut
i tell them what happens every night they say they cant do that yet they do my parents beat me at night they make my life miserable they make me cry and cut

i cant tell anyone bout the stuff that happens at school cause they wont understand

i want to try and tell someone about my pain but its not like they would understand the only way i can thin of to make people understand tonight and leave this fukd up land

**its not really a poem it more just how I'm feeling right now**