I die my hair,
I try to be thin,
I breathe in the air,
And cut my skin.
No matter what I do,
It's always the same,
All I do is lose,
All I feel is shame.
I'm not proud of what I've done,
I can't change the past,
Though I wouldn't want to,
I don't think I can last.
You see my friend,
It's all just lies,
They check my wrists,
But not my thighs.
They see me smile,
But don't see my eyes,
They hear my laughs,
But not my cries.
They see what they want to,
Not what I am,
What they want me to be,
But I'm not sure I can.
The truth is,
I'm not okay,
But I'm not sure I want to be,
I'm so used to feeling this way.
As I feel the rain,
It becomes my safe haven,
I'm used to this pain,
Without it, I'd be shaken.
Just leave me alone,
I need the silence,
I don't want to be known,
It isn't rocket science.
The tears will dry,
Eventually,
But until they do,
Please just leave me.
