Bleeding soul

I don't need to write some stupid poem no one will ever see and try to be the stuck up b**** everyone wants me to be...
i try to make them buy all the lies and all the self inflicted scars i hide will this pain ever die
can i stop pain with pain or am i just crazy...................... crazed to the point of insanity
but really will there ever be love...
love what is love
the world has turned love into a situation you cant get out of

of being used and abused
to where your souls bleeding and you hear silent voice screaming Help
but no one hears no cares
then you ask God why aren't you there