I cant do this
i want to last
mum ,dad
just face the facts.
I'm trying hard
I'm failing in school
this fight with bullies
a lasting duel.
school tomorrow
I'm sure it'll be fine
but i chose to cut
the choice was mine.
I find it hard
to talk to you
don't tell me when
and what to do.
It's easy for you
to tell me to stop
but the number of cuts
is rising to the top.
ten,twenty, how many scars?
I lost count
right from the start
all this pressure
on my heart.
It's messing with me
and my mind
the real me
is too hard to find.
I hide these feelings
behind a smile
should i go ,in a short while?.
It's just the time
to tell the truth
carrying on
whats the use.
I see myself fighting
and getting better
did you read it?
did you read the letter?.
there's no point
in lying to you,
all these friends
what can i do?.
Just ignore me
I'm messed up,
I've got to here
and now I'm stuck.
