I Hide (Cutting)

Bracelets, arm-warmers, jackets
I hide from you.
Arms crossed, carrying things
I hide from you.

Laughing, smiling
I hide from you.
Running away from all, lying
I hide from you.

No one knows why
I hide from all.
No one knows why
I say "It was just a little fall."

I do it because I
Know you wouldn't get it.
I know you would just hate me more,
Scream, "Why do you do this sh*t!?!?"

But I'll try to explain
To the best of my ability.
But , as you would say,
That's not saying anything.

I hate myself,
I'm depressed, and a cutter.
The blood, the pain,
It just makes me feel better.

Lots of my friends do it,
They said it helped, so I gave it a shot.
With my heart racing & blood spilling,
I found it helped lots.

So there's my confession
But please don't judge me by this.
For if you mock and ridicule
I might just make too deep a slit.

***Please V/C***