Look What You Made Me

They don't understand what they did to me
What they made of me
I come home with hopes riped by every student that despairs me
My thoughts shallow
Thinking of how to relieve the pain
I lay in my bedroom as my parents have no idea of what is happening
Because I put on a smile that is not real or good enough for my likings on my face
I take out a razer from the bathroom
I start to cut with anger
As warm blood touches my pail skin
my eyes start to fill with empty tears of disappear
The scares left from the others times i had tried to leave this world of rejection
my eyes closing from a another failer
i shall try again tomorrow