"This is clearly a cry for attention
Which is why I hid it so well
"How can you let people see something like that?"
If the happen upon a secret it's not my fault, just a little reminder to those who have forgotten what a cold, dead place the Earth can be
"How could you stand the pain again and again?!"
You learn to embrace it. It becomes your friend in times of need when people aren't enough. When people aren't there. When you are alone with yourself and you find out you don't like yourself nearly as much as everyone pretends to
"And there was so much blood! You didn't even bother to clean it up as you went along."
It lets me know I'm alive.... I'm stuck here but I'm still going, there's still a little hope somewhere in the beating of my heart
"Humph, 'As you went along' is right; there were so many of them!"
For every time I have lost hope in myself
For every time I have been down
For every time I hurt someone I love
For every wrong I cannot right
For every way I am inadequate and unworthy of love...
I can control it this way
"You need help! You need some sort of medication!"
You don't understand that if you numb me out I'll need the pain even more
"They'll lock you up somewhere for this! Hospitalize you!"
It is easier and easier to pretend that everything is okay
I will hide it better next time...