Where did i go wrong?
i had friends,i got along.
i wuz good at every subject
i wuz perfect
i wuz a good cause
key word wuz.
i moved, things started to go bad.
i started to always get mad.
put up with put-downs for awhile,
always trying to force a smile.
keeping all my emotions locked up
until i thought i wuz gonna blow up.
i heard of wat my friends did
on their arms, the blood slid.
they said it lets the pain all out
i grabbed a knife without doubt.
i needed to get rid of some pain, so i let some of my blood drain.
it felt good so i cut some more
and then this made me adore
not big cuts, but big enough
if ppl ever asked, i would bluff
for days pass i would cut and cut
i had to hide, i am the culprit
i realized the mistake i made
and i soon knew that i needed aid.
how would i get it? i do not know
if parents found out;i would be zero
i tired to stop: hide all the scars
all the scars, made from razors
i still cut today; i have tried to stop
but my pain keeps reaching the top
if i dont let it out, somehow
i need another way.i need help now.
