Sometimes I want to scream. Sometimes I want to cry. I find myself bleeding when all I want to do is die. You tear at me from the inside but aren't really there at all. You push at me, just to see me fall. Wrapped up in an angels grace, I can see how I need to be erased. But your absence is causing me so much pain. I sit in the shower and cut my wrists away. But you don't care that I'm dieing. So I wonder why I sit here crying. You think I'm stupid for the things that I do, but thats because you don't understand the pain you put me through. Its the only way to let it out. My head and heart are so full of doubt. But go on and live your perfect little life, I have no choice but to sit here and die.
