" i bleed to feel, deeper and deeper each time...i dont feel, i just fade away"

Would you love me.... if i was pretty?

~ dont want to live , dont want to breath, dont want to be here without you by my side~

~ as i look at this knife i see my verry best friend that will help me in the fight called life ~

~ I find myself getting lost in a world of pretend i dont even know whats real anymore~

And one day I found myself slipping a pair of scissors in my pocket. And I just know it'll be there anytime when I need it.

I really don't think it makes sense when you told me you care about me but you don't understand anything at all.

It's supposed to be a secret between you and me. Not a topic to talk about for the whole school.! I trusted you.

No, I don't get humiliated when I cut myself but the fact that you tell everybody I do. And do you know how I feel when the next day the whole school labels me emo? I bet you don't. You told me you care, but you're making it worse.!

Everybody calls me emo and I always seem to reply "I'm not. Shut up. But what's wrong with being one though?" And that, they cant seem to answer.!