I cry myself to sleep every night
The mental scares you leave
Are now real cuts that everyone can see
I regret cutting myself
People said it helps
But it leaves nothing but bad memories
I try to help others but I can't help myself
I need someone to carry me
I need someone to lean on
If you bully I'll remember it
If I cut, I'll regret it
The cuts are only the hurt
the mental scars that are now physical scars
