It's hurtful to hear your not so good.
you don't give a crap anymore, even though you should.
you know your worthless, and wasted.
that fake smile on your face, always pasted.
laughing, carrying on all day.
silently, your pushing people away.
crying in the dead of the night.
people just don't under stand the emotional fight.
cut to watch yourself heal,
making life not so real.
crimson tears run down your arm.
all from the knife, all from self-harm.
deep down you know it's wrong, but just don't care.
hoping someone will pull you out, hoping someone will be there.
your on your own to face all this pain.
slowly sinking, going insane.
