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Im Stuck in a box. I sit in the corner.
I can feel the tears running down my face.

Why cant the world feel my pain?
Why cant they feel as bad as i do?
They all think they are so perfect.
Am i the only one who realizes my mistakes?

The Blade cuts deep into my skin.
the blood trickles down my wrist.
The box grows darker. "Why?!?!" I scream.

Im Screaming to no one. I am alone.
There is nothing but me. the unbearable pain. and the growing puddle of blood beside me.

I am Alone. Help me.