They don't understand

I'm sitting here,
Crying over you,
That's the only thing,
I now do.

Sometimes I wish,
You would have beaten me,
Sometimes I wish,
You would have made me bleed.

Then people would see,
What's wrong with me,
Then my pain,
They would see.

But no one knows,
Why I cry so bad,
They don't know,
Why I am so sad.

With some marks and bruises,
They would see the pain,
They would then know,
Why I cry over and over again.

They just don't understand,
The pain I feel cause of you,
They just don't understand,
Why I feel so blue.