When someone asks if your finr,
It's easy to say,yes,when you know ur not,
But when they find out your not,
They keep on asking you questions,
Until the one pops up,
'Are you cutting yourself.'
And you don't know what to say,
But you don't want to loose them so you say ,'no',
But then that person insists something is wrong,
You break down,
And tellhim/her,
He looks at you pittiyfullly and says,
'I'm by your side, you will fight it.'
'I will be by your side.' I the words you hear,
The darkness has already swallowed you,
And you don't know what to do,
Just say,
'It's too late.'
And run away, slam your bedroom door and stay there
And whisper,
'It's too late.'
'It's too late.
It's...to....late.....'
