cuts slowly heal,
scares dont always fade,
but these marks i made just show the battle im over coming,
its only gotten harder,
but im pushing myself to be a better me,
the only thing i have is this dark soul of mine,
no one can tell that im in pain,
i wear a fake smile and so many people believe its real,
id kill to be the old me again,
but people have warn me down.
im barley breathing.
im choking on the last time someone let me drown.
and people wounder why im so afraid.