Do you ever have those times you cry and you don't know why?
The one person who really knows me best says I'm like a cat, the kind of cat that you just can't pick up and throw into your lap. Yeah the kind who doesn't mind being held only when it's her idea. Yeah the kind who feels what she decides to feel when she's good and ready to feel it. Now I am prowling through the backyard and I am hiding under the car and I've gotten out of everything I've gotten into so far and I eat when I am hungry and I travel alone. Just outside the glow of the house is where I feel most at home.
I quit, I give up, nothing's good enough for anybody else, it see... when Im all alone it's best way to be. When I'm by myself nobody else can say good-bye. Everything is temporary anyway.
You look at me and think, 'she's so happy' but there's so much behind this little smile that you will never know.
Sometimes I feel like no one cares. Sometimes I feel like no one is there. Sometimes I want to kill myself. Sometimes I think I need some help. Sometimes I feel like I'm alone. Sometimes I'm in an empty zone. Sometimes I feel like I'm not alive. Sometimes I wonder if I'm deprived. Sometimes I think the world should end. Sometimes I think I have no friends. Sometimes I want to make them see that sometimes I wish I wasn't me...
I'm not guna give a **** anymore... If you hurt me, I'm gonna hurt you. That's how it's gonna be from now on...
Sometimes the littlest thing in life changes something forever and there will be times when you wish you can go back to how things used to be but you just can't because things have changed so much.
Cutters are living proof that when the body is ravaged the soul cries out and when the soul is trampled upon, the body bleeds.
These cuts are leaving creases. Trace the scars, to fit the pieces, to tell your story, you don't need to say a word.
I just wish I could roll back the clocks to when things were the same... then we were all just a bunch of crazy teenagers looking for a wild time. But now, thing aren't the same. Each of us have gone our different ways. We change, people change, things just change, and we aren't those crazy teenagers looking for a wild time anymore. We're teenagers looking for a person to love and a person to hug when we're in need.
I like having low self-esteem it makes me feel special.
As she's breaking down she grabs her razor and she whispers... this time I'm not okay...