You can't them though

Just because my cuts aren't on my wrists,
you think they don't exist.
The blood still drips,
wherever they are.
The skin still rips,
and the cuts still scar.

When I put the blade to my skin,
my cuts, they start off really thin.
I drag, I slice, and then it's done.
One day I'll dice, and it'll all come undone.