My little sharp friend

I hold my sharp little friend
And take it to my skin
My tissue I wish to rend
I�m sure happiness lies within

I put it to my flesh
As I listen to a song
But inside my thoughts mesh
Because I know that this is wrong

The pain I bring myself
Hurts the people I love
Like a little elf
That brings hurt from up above

I go to school each day
And only two people know
The ache that I don�t say
The pain that I don�t show

The first is a dear friend
Who I once did it with
But together we couldn�t mend
So we conjured up a myth

The myth involved a lie
To each other and ourselves
And together we did sigh
And put our razors on the shelves

The second a kind teacher
Who saw my hidden hurt
She tried to be a preacher
But out my lies did blurt

I tried to lie the scars away
But she didn�t believe me
So she watched me closely everyday
She hoped that she could set me free

One perfect day I will stop
But for now I am not strong
So deep my heart does drop
I still hope it won�t be long

Thank you for your time
As you read a part of me
I hope this gives a sign
For this is my silent plea

**this is my first poem ive submitted and only the second that ive wrote.. any advice or constructive critisism would be appreciated..**