This is my confession
where i write my pain
i know i do it
over and over again
so at age 6
he raped me
i told him not to
but he wouldn't let me free
then at 11
he hit her and me
i yelled for him to stop
but the pain he didn't see
then at 12 or so
he continued to hit
i started to cut
finally something fit
then at 13
i found some friends
for once i thought
they would be there till the end
then after they saw
that i play with a knife
they completely
left my life
so now high school
i can finally see
that i had friends
who are just like me
so still do i cut
now things have changed
as you read
i turn another page
only few can i tell
no one can stop me
I'm in to deep
but soon ill be free
you wont believe
because u can't even see
fu.ck u all
this smile isn't me
i used to be bulimic
i was never all that fat
but i couldn't take the taste
I've stopped all thatSo every night
as i sit and cry
i admit
i do dream to die
for this I'm sorry
but you don't care
you told me
you would never be there
so as I'm here
as i sit and write
i also admit
this is a constant fight
never
do i win
so i just
put on another fake grin
this has been my confession
maybe now u know
why my pain
i can not show
because they you'll ask
and I'll lie
and again
I'll sit and cry