I'm always in the wrong,
always,
and that will never change.
Never am I good enough,
Never,
as good as she.
never am i good enough,
Never,
though I've tried.
You always ask whats wrong,
and its the same,
nothing,
as before.
you always ask whats wrong,
in which,
you're never meaning.
you tend to put me down,
the words,
you mustn't know they hurt.
you don't know,
what you make me do,
all those things you say,
are running through my mind,
as i press the blade,
firmly against my skin,
my blood,
my very own blood,
running so freely,
off my wrist,
and to the floor.
i stand there,
watching my life pass by,
I keep my thoughts hidden,
which is never good,
in my case,
I'm left with all the pain.
You mustn't know,
how badly you can hurt me,
you mustn't know,
even if its not physically,
the words you use,
they mentally abuse me.
