How?

How could you understand
when you've never been down the road
the dark twisty road
that i travel everyday

how could you understand
when you've never thought my thoughts
when you don't know the things going through my mind

how could you understand
when you've never sat in silence
willing yourself to move
but your body betrays you

how could you understand
when you've never held it in your hand
watching the light glint off it
watching the blood drip from it

how could you understand
when you've never looked at your body in the mirror
and seen somebody else
someone you don't even know
with scars littering her body

how could you understand
when you don't have to act
you don't have to make up lies
and pretend to laugh

how could you understand me
when your not me?