I'm not gonna lie,
there are moments
when I think about
do it, but what matters
is that I won't fall.
Not again.
Not at this
way.
People don't
understand why
we hurt our skin,
they think is
just for attention,
or that we
enjoy the pain.
Well, I don't know
the reason of the rest.
Mine is this:
cutting was like an
adicction.
I didn't want
to do it, however
I did.
I knew I deserved
to be happy,
but I felt I
deserved all the
pain that I used to do to
myself.
Even I understand why
but
I hate"d" myself.
