Scared

Please stop saying all this s h i t
Because I'm not listening to a word of it.
Despite what you think and what you say
I can't pull through another day.
Tomorrow wont be better, only worse
For I am under the self-harm-curse.
The scars I've got will not fade,
And I cant get rid of My Razor Blade.
I cant go back to what I used to be,
Is this the person you want to see?
My broken wings cannot be repaired,
And I hate to say it

but I'm scared.