Bleeding and tearing/Outcast

Whispers as I walk along this corridor,
Do they honestly think that I can't hear?
The pointing and staring,
How easily they can make me start to tear.

What are they looking at?
I'm just a boy with his girlfriend by his side,
With black hair and piercing,
I see no point to try and hide.

They I'm some sort of freak,
So what if my eyes are full of tears,
And if my arms are cut,
But that's the only way I know how to deal with my fears.

Yes I'm bleeding and tearing,
But I'm not an emo kid, no way,
I'm just a guy who's been rejected from the world,
And what goes on in the world, I never get a say.

I'm scared and crying,
And I hate it everyday,
Sitting in my bathroom with my blood pouring in the sink,
I wish to deal with this, there was another way.

I want to end all this,
I guess I'm a cursed one because I'm a goth,
The pain and suffering, why won't it leave me?
I hate it how I'm shut out because I'm different,
But why do you all act as if my pain you cannot see?

(I couldn't decide wot to call it between Bleeding and tearing or Outcast so if you comment tell us wot one you prefered ta)