Cutting away everything

I have a secret
and i hide it very well
i have a secret that ill never tell...
it started off so perfect
how could it end this way it started off so perfect
ill tell you what happened that day
every thing was piling up but little did i know
the pain that was about to come the little scars that show
all the pain and anger, all the stuff i hide
all the pain and anger all the people i despise
first it started with my friend keeping secrets from me
lies were all they told me lies were all i could see
i never really fit in and now its starting to show
all the people around me it feels like they know
then it moved to my family all we did was shout about nothing important-
and how i always pout.
my teachers started to ask where did my smile go ide tell them i was having a bad day
then walk out of the room very slow.
my parents were on my case about my missing smile
obviously there a little late it took them just a while.
because you see this smile that i now wear
represents a smile one that means i don't care.
ide like to say i love you ide like to say i care but when i look for my heart isn't any were
when i try to look all i seem to fine are shads of my heart that people left behind.
it all started to pile up and i couldn't take it anymore i ran up to the bathroom
and i locked the door. i took out the razor and i sat down on the floor.
at first i didn't want but pain was all i could see
so the new idea came straight to me
i gently took the razor and put it on my arm.
i looked at the shinny metal and knew my old life was gone.
i slowly took the razor and dragged it across my skin.
i watched the metal as it started to slice in.
Ive been doing that for about 3 years now and I'm still standing here but I'm not sure how.
all the crap Ive been threw all the crap Ive seen
I'm now this hollow shell thats been threw everything.
my past was so happy and my future isn't so bright but when i do it i know i feel right.
i never told any one i didn't think they under stad
i thought they think i was crazy and never be my friend.
you see us people who arnt different from me or u
we just want to be under-stood and and looked at normally too
it could be you sister of the person next to you so take the time and listen and maby you'll
learn something new. we could be any were and you might never know
dint judge to quickly about the scars that show.
i wanted to share my secret here and now I'm not sure why and i didn't know how so
i took out my paper and grabbed my favorite pen this was my poem and this is this is the end.