as the blood runs red in the dark of the night the only light insight is that of the street light. i sit in bed as the darkness comes. my blood runs free as i wipe it off. i am safe with my one true friend. a blade that rings me pain. when the day comes my mask is put on. a fake smile and a fake laugh no one will notice. i am not me in front of people. i am only a image of what i want to be. everyone sees my mask not the real me. i die inside everyday but i still smile and laugh. i want to die but im still breathing and alive.
