When i cut myself,
It feels like no one can help me,
And i don't know if i should stop,
But after that day i was told to die,
I started cutting my self,
If feet so good and i didn't feel hated anymore,
But the next day my friend looked at my arm,
And seen the cuts and told the teacher,
And he said he doesn't want me to cut again,
But i still cut....
When i cut it feels so good and it stops me,
From thinking of what hurts me the most,
Now my friends are mad at me,
For being myself, and for being the real me...
When i cut.......... :( :) </3 <3
