Emotions

It's nothing but an act that I put on everyday
No one knows what I really go through
No one really knows my pain

My friends don't seem to care and my family doesn't know
I have scars that tell a story
Of built up anger I never show

My friends are always "busy" and my parents always fight
*He* doesn't even notice me
I cut deeper so I can fall asleep tonight

My dad has had enough, he left before he got in too deep
My mom is reaching her breaking point
And now all I ever do is weap

I've seemed to let my emotions play a strong part of my life
They're getting the best of me
Just like my wrist and this knife

I'm afraid that one day I'll realize this was a mistake
And that I won't be able to stop
Before it's too late