My fear

Sitting in English class
I suddenly get this horrible feeling deep within
Knowing i need to cry but cant
I'm getting ready to pull the blade across my skin

Standing in the bathroom
Hating what i see in the mirror
I pull out my knife
And start to cut away my fear

As i cut away i silently say to myself
"Look at how pretty she is when she bleeds"
I stand there allowing blood to drip to the floor
My black heart says I'm full-filling my every need

Looking in the eye of truth
I silently return to my seat
Blood still soaking through
Makes a puddle nice and neat

Teacher See's my blood through my shirt
She covers my cut as my blood smears
Telling me no one hates me theres noting to be scared of
She doesn't know its me i fear

* not sure comment anyways please