Scars

I cant take it anymore
I scream while i dead bolted the door
As i cut away
My blood spills as its felt the pain
I'm sick of being a face without a name
I cut and bleed again and again
No1 will care not even a friend
as i cut deeper
My suffering is being played in my head
All the pain from what people have said
I'm trying I'm trying
If only i could stop crying
As Ive remembered why Ive held on so long
But still the reason is gone
But its made me stop and put down the knife
I'm being stitched back up
And wiping away the blood
thats fallen from my wrist, and caused a flood
So Ive put it away
For ill leave it for tomorrow a brand new day
So these scars are hidden so no one will see
The scars that are forever left on me
As i hate making another scar
I do it because everyone lies about what they really are

-Me