I think to my self when I'm home alone in my dark and lonely room i ask my self should i cut? take that sharp silver blade and just randomly glide it across my skin i take a look in the Merrior all i see is a lonely girl with so many friends and yet i cut and i don't know why so i ask my self once more should i cut? an now i look at my self and i look at my face i look in my eyes and i say "NO" I'm better then this and i now know why i use to cut because it was all out of pain and i shed so many tears and I'm so over my pain and i think to my self and realize I'm a girl with problems and yet i have so many friends of all kind to back me up when i think i want to cut and I'm a person that cares about y self now i can't believe that i thought i would start up again but thats not me anymore i have a life i may still have issues but not a cutting issue i still have so many problems but i will always have them and my life has improved so much sense i last cut nd now i wonder why i even started and yet i know why and now i know that i don't have a cutting issue i just have a lonelyness and dark issues.
