Cut For What?

**You ask why, and I just look at you and cry...

You say quit, and I whisper I'll try..

You take all the razors away so new ones I'll go out and buy..

You hold me down you scream at me I turn away, because this pain won't even let me look you in the eye...

I can't understand why I do it i can't explain why..

you call me stupid, but if you were a cutter you would know that it's what helps me survive..

You tell me if I don't stop you won't stay any longer..

So I'll promise I'll quit, than lock myself in my room, because i know what I just said was the biggest lie I made yet...**

( i wrote this because this is what is going on with me and how my mom wants me to quit...If any of you know how i'm feeling please comment...It would help alot...)