I'm starting to think about cutting again
I need the pain and it makes no sense
Punching bags just aren't enough
Bloody knuckles don't hurt enough
I'll cut where no one will see
I'll try not to go to deep
I won't tell anyone, they won't care
They'll pretend and say I'll be there
But they have their own life let's admit
If I died who'd really give a shit
Or they'll tell others, can't keep a secret
They'll pity you when you're at your weakest
So instead I'll cry as I bleed tonight
Tomorrow I'll fake a smile so bright
I'll tell everyone my life's going fine
They always seem to believe that line
This fucking lie, I'll maintain
One thing I'm good at is hiding the pain
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UNSPOKEN
PoetryUnspoken is a book filled with poems and songs I've made throughout my life. Each chapter will be either a song or poem. They are similar to what many of you have experienced in life... featuring love, heartbreak, loneliness, etc. These are all the...