I sit in a corner
hands over my face
tears slipping
through my fingers
im crying because im thinking of you
how much i lied to you
only told you half the truth
of what i did when i was alone
no-one but myself knows the full effect
how well the blade cut my skin
sinking deeper till blood emerged
leaving scars that i never showed
i saw your scars
unwillingly you made them visable
but i made sure my mine were hidden
i kept this to myself
i didnt need people pitying me
they didnt know what happened behind the door
so no-one could understand
no-one even knew the beggining of the drama
how could you understand?
you havent lived my life
you dont no how hard it is
you think you do but you dont
you never had and never will
theres just too much for you to understand
