I can do this i just need my friend to push me alot becuz i need it they never give up on me and they r always here to listen to me or to remaind quiet they know what to do

The pain that i hid is behind every smile that i cry even when i lie

I had to go to see this person and all they did was question me about my cuts i yelled for them to leave me alone, there the kinds of people thats make u hurt

Its my storie i choose who i share it with not you

Some people will look at you and shake there head, while others just wants to ask question to find out more info, you can tell who care and who pretends

( this happined to me today when i went somewere)

The pain of not talking is the pain thats killing me

I made so many cuts on my arms i layed there and cryed i just wish it was my time to say goodbye

They can tell me whatever they want im not listening to the lies

I try to hold it in, not to let anyone see, i asked u to stop, but its like i dont even matter to you anymore :(

She keeps everything to herself she doesnt know how to talk about this , so she remains quiet, one day the quietness might turn into a suicide