Stuck With This Life

I wish i could move, far away from here
where no one would no me
i could start a new life bring it up well
but for now I'm just stuck in Hell
because of all the pain and grief,
my marks keep slipping underneath
this isn't how i thought it would be
isolated...no where's too be
i don't feel like a human no more
a loner? or more
i try too make friends but it wasn't too be.
I'm stuck with this life,
this grief, pain
and now i cant even solve it with the knife
my arms are covered in scars, each one tells a story
some way back when i was just a little boy
i get shoved,
made fun of, punched and kicked
even some gut, blood and spit on my body
not even teachers care,
the guidance counselor, wont help me with this
he says I'm crazy and says i need help...
I don't i need o leave Hell, which is here:(