It ended before it began

Why is it that once you start to cut,
you feel as if you cannot stop?
No matter how hard you think you want to stop
you always make "another final cut".

I must be a good actress
because everyday I live a life that isn't mine
and everyone believes me
when I say I'm fine

When i cut myself the pain i feel inside
drips and drips away...

so why should i stop?

I just want to go back to the girl I used to be
the girl everyone knows and loves

You say you want to help me
But how can you do that
Because in order for you to help me
You need to know how I feel.
You can't know how I feel
Unless you feel like me now
And if you feel like me now
How are you supposed to help?

She's always going to choose him, her fiance,
over me, her daughter

Just when I thought things were going to change,
She turns around and pulls the same old s***.
When will I ever come first to my mother again?

Helping everyone else,
Never receiving help myself

I hate my life and I want to die