Sane

These feelings inside me
are makin me scared
no one knows it
they are so unaware

I run to my room
i scream and i shout
i dont know why i do it
id rather pull my hair out

i pick up the blade
and run it over my skin
its a battle i lost
and will probably never win

I watch the river of red
run till its dry
and i think to myself
why do i do this, why dont i just die

No one understands
why i do what i do
but if i left them alone
and let them be one day in my shoes

Maybe then they would understand
that im not really the only one to blame
i reall only do this
to help keep my sane