| Take a razor - cut it deep, drops of blood before I sleep, if I die before I wake, life was just too cruel to take.
Relief is felt and blood flows red, feeling alive instead of dead. Self-hatred, anger, guilt flow out, total satisfaction without a doubt.
Fighting depression everyday, insecurities & fears along the way. Low self-esteem, feelings of despair, but nobody ever said life was fair.
Scars tell a story of the pain inside, revealing my secrets I try and hide. Showing the misery a lot of us share, hoping and praying that someone will care.
Maybe if you look deep in my eyes, you'll see the child behind the cries, & the things that have murdered her soul, all the self-hatred that's taking it's toll.
I numb our brains to stay alive, whatever I have to do to survive. I cut myself and burn my skin, to punish myself & get rid of sin.
Help me rip out the crazy thoughts inside, help me try & find the part of me that died. Help me like myself again, stick with me and be a true friend.
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