Why do i try to tell people,
how i feel?
why do i even try to get through,
when no one there?
help isn't far away,
but no one will help me try,
to quit my addiction,
so i live this lie.
i smile when life is to tough,
i laugh when I've had enough,
i try and hide the pain,
but i just cause more.
when you seen my scars,
you just told me to stop,
but i hurt more than you know,
and i will never let that show.
the 52 scars on my body tell it all,
and your ignorance and mine are letting me fall.
you have no clue of why i do this,
and you never will,
cause i wont let you see me fall,
and thats why I'm losing it all.
this very night is taunting me,
its driving me crazy,
i set here trying not to cut,
but when i think of dad leaving,
i fall apart.
mom, if you let him leave my heart,
it will stop.
you don't care what happens to me,
if he leaves us,
i love you both so i wont choose,
who to go with,
i will slit my wrists,
and we wont have to deal with it.
*this sux and its to jumpy and crap but i have to get it out. it was off the top of my head and it means allot even though it sux*
