When you look at me what do you see?
Do u see my smile?
Do you hear my ridiculous laugh echoing through the
Do you see my "fashion"
If you only see that then you only have the shielded view
What you don't see is the blood filled wrists
The excuses to not go swimming
The pain in my eyes
How much I want to cry but don't
How hard my life really is
How I feel like the entire world is a wrecking ball
How u don't see all of the scars I've given myself
How the internal scars are so much worse then the
Physical scars. How I don't deserve to be happy
You might realize I always wear long sleeves
But chances are that you don't
Maybe if u just asked "how are you" one time I might
Take the sheild down and be able to let it all out
I might eventually become happy for real.
Maybe you will give me a little bit only hope
And maybe just maybe I can quit cutting everyday
To release all of the pain I'm being drowned by inside
So, do u still like seeing the outside?
Or does the inside scare you? Imagine if you are scared
Just by my description of it imagine living
With it everyday. Just let that sink in..