The Marks Left On Me...(edited)

Here I am again
Hiding so they wont see
Locked in my room
With a blade next to me

I pick it up in a hurry
Quick so they wont catch me
Another cut on my skin
This pain I must set free

Another trail of blood
Dripping down my arm
I cant let anyone see me
Doing myself this harm

If they caught me they will yell
And of course they will ask me why
They don't understand that each drop
Is like another tear that I've cried

Each mark that my skin shows
Is another day of pain
Another moment in my life
That I felt like I had nothing to gain

These marks that I choose to hide
Are the cries of my broken soul
The cuts that my shirts hide
Are the only things that make me whole

The only thing that makes me feel
The one thing that lets me breathe
The blood that drips from my skin
Is my soul's only way to grieve

Hurry hurry cleaning up
Cant let them see the knife
Change shirt to longer sleeves
The story of my life

Wipe the tears from my eyes
Put a smile on this face
Restore is color to its cheeks
Its beauty and its grace

Hide the knife in my purse
Adjust my clothes quickly
Another cut I try to hide
Another mark left on me

Dedicated to someone very special to me... one of my truest friends... I hope you enjoy it!!!

-Corazon Prisionero