Sorry

I'm fine, in fact I'm great,
As long as you don't see the parts of me I hate.
I push it down so nobody cares,
Cus the last thing I need is people to stare.
My chest aches while I'm fighting the tears,
But it's okay because no ones here.
My mind is spinning yet my face is smiling,
Nobody knows the kind of sh*t I'm hiding.
Maybe I'm a twisted little freak,
Cus what I don't show is how I'm weak.
The constant shaking is getting too much,
I just need something to take it down a notch.
It makes me sick how selfish I sound,
The words me myself and I need to burn to the ground.
I thought it was all finally okay,
Until I caught glimpse of the blade.
What happened? I lost all control,
Please don't make this mean I have to start over.
I have a problem, I got carried away,
Maybe my mind was just off today.
The craving for what I can't have will be the death of me,
Anything to set my mind free.
Weed, drinks, pills, cuts,
Are my thoughts all getting too much?
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry,
Something's taken over and stole the best of me.