These tears I cry for words that will never be spoken,
Why do i have to let my heart be broken?
These scars and bruses on my body show im in pain,
Why do i stand around cutting to show im insane?
This flaming heart will never put out its flame,
Why when I cut, I'm the one to blame?
My bloody scar wants to bleed,
Why do I cut when i need?
This bleeding soul never dies,
Why everyday do I stop to never say goodbyez?
My painful life will never bleed away,
Why cant I just die my way?
My "loving" family doesnt care,
Why do I always hear laughter when Im not there?
My "wonderful" friends dont understand,
Why doesnt anyone lend me a hand?
Why can't I ever get help when I'm falling to the ground?
Why doesnt anyone care when I'm pushed down?
Why doesnt anyone know that I'm alive and Here?
Why doesnt anyone notice I'M THE ONE WHO CRIES EVERY FLIPPING TEAR!?!?!?!?!?
