Everyone has problems,
Some may be worse and some not as bad
But when it comes to hurting yourself,
All you feel is sad…
Trying just to get away,
Hiding yourself from the world.
Trying to make it all better,
Looking for an escape,
Just thinking I should die
Telling my parents what they want to hear,
Knowing that it’s all a lie...........…
I go upstairs and go through my drawer,
Then finally pull it out.
Cutting and cutting, untilll it feels right..........
I hide it each day, everyday I live,
Just hoping no one will ...