They ask how I'm am i say fine
They ask why I'm crying I say it's nothing
They see me happy so they bring me down
I'm broken and no one can fix that
I'm depressed and its slowly coming back
I'm in pain but I'll say I'm not
I'm a cutter and I'm not happy adout it
They ask if I have depression I say yes
If you know what you are doing to me you will understand my pain
I'm not fine
They ask if I'll ever been fine I say I dont know
They ask if I will ever kill myself and somedays I say that I want too
They ask if zach killed him because of me I just walk away and cry
They ask if I only cut for attention I say no
They say that I'm not important I believe them sometimes
They ask if I'm if I'm dead in side I say yes
They have broken me
It's like I'm screaming and no one cares and they dont here me
She has broken me even more
I want to be fucking dead
I'm a fuck up that needs to fucking die in a fucking hole
I have 20 cuts and 10 words carved into my skin because of them
