why cant i find true happiness like in the movies?
why cant i have that piture perfect life?
i hide my fear and anger underneath my smiles
but it only lasts for a while
i bottle it in so i wont be judged but they've
said i've already judged myself
i share my feelings with blood, emotions hurt but
bleeding is painful
i wish someone were here for me but if
i'm not here for myself then who would be
maybe thats the answer for me i need to be
here for myself
if i was happy and laughing all the time
without it being fake
i wonder what kind of person i would be today
and if i stopped cutting would the scars
scar me for life
people may think i do it for attention and i dont it helps
relieve the pain
i have shedded tears and blood and i dont know
which one is worse
i just dont hurt me i hurt the people around me
they have to shedded tears with me but i cant seem to stop cutting
i ask myself what have i become a
person who will never love
if there is a God out there then this is what i have to say "oh please, oh please out my scars away"
i can promise you one thing is to never cut again
i dont want to live my life full of regrets
so grant me just this little wish
and i promise i will forget