Cut Me Into Lies..

I hate to see them do this,
And I hate to see them lie,
Everytime my friends cut themselves,
It makes me want to cry.

I know they are better then that,
And I wish I could help with the pain,
Knowing I can't do anything,
Makes me go insane.

They write poems about the insanity,
The reasons why they still live,
Sometimes I can't make a connection,
I have nothing more to give.

Why do they do this to me,
Knowing what it does to my soul,
It may take away pain temporarily,
Now I realize.....this is beyond my control.