I can't take it anymore i'm sick of this town bringing me down, forget tommorow

Every Time I Look At My Cuts They Mock Me Like You Did.

I'll show you mine
If you show me yours first
We'll compare scars
And I'll tell you who's is worse

Don't tell me you don't drag the blade across your wrist and just wish you had the courage to press down.

Although my body's grazing yours, although my hearts beating in tune,although my mouth is moving delicately, notice my eyes, their dead, the exact feeling inside..I can't remember feeling truly alive.

I have so much to give, yet this sadness is so overwhelming, its disrupting my thoughts and shading my happiness.

I feel, yet I'm unable to heal.

I feel utter sadness, when its dark, an no-ones around, yet i tell myself i like to be left alone...

I can hold my liquor much longer than my mother ever held me.

When I'm numb I want to feel...but when I feel I want to be numb...... :|