Do You Even Know Me

I don't want to cry myself to sleep
I don't want to pick up the knife
and cut so deep
I don't want to lie

But this is me
I try so hard
but I can only be me
the me who's life is broken into little shards.

I can't smile
no,
It would only hurt me, for it would be a broken smile,
I just wish you wouldn't go.

Left behind,
Trying to runaway from life,
Hazy thoughts inside my mind.
Should I try once again, should I pick up that knife?

Look into these eyes,
See what's really there,
Stop believing the lies.
And for once act like you really care.

Don't look past the frowns,
Pay attention,
Watch me when I look down,
and Listen to what I say.

Could you look me in the eye,
and tell me that you really know me?
Tell me the truth, I still know how to cry.
For this is me.

Don't look past the tears,
for each one has a reason for being there,
Don't look past the fears,
for they will always be there.

Look at me,
Do you even know me?
The real me,
not the lie I pretend to be?