Of all the times I’ve met you
I’ve always seen the same things
I see the scars on your wrist
And the pain that it won’t bring
So here’s a poem to myself
The part I wish wasn’t here
The part I tried to hide away
That part that I still fear
I see myself thru your eyes
And I wish it wasn’t this
I see the blood pouring down
I see me smiling in bliss
I wish I could take it back
From the first time I ever tried
I wish I hadn’t done my best
I wish I hadn’t almost died
But I didn’t want to be caught
I didn’t want you to know
I didn’t want you to understand
Cuz I know its all for show
So now I’ll sit here
Pretending I’m all right
Pretending my life’s better
But crying when your out of sight
I hide myself away
And now I know that you won’t know
But I sorta wish you did
And my feelings I could show
BUT I CAN’T
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem