...lonely...

I'm on my own feeling lonely,

Tension buliding up inside,

Hurting deep down,

And trying to hide,

All the sadness within,

From all the people who cared,

Not knowing how to explain,

The thoughts in my head,

So I just block out everyone,

It was only for the best,

I put on my fake smile,

So no one would guess,

That at home in my room,

I would break down and cry,

But tears didn't help,

I needed a cure,

So I picked up a razor,

And thought of self-harm,

Then I slashed at my wrists,

Made blood pour from my arm,

It was a realease,

From my tension and pain,

The feelings dlowed out,

With the bolld from my vains,

The fleash on my wrists,

Was torn and red,

But then I felt better,

For clearing my head,

From all teh emotion,

Which was locked up inside,

Now it is only my scars,

That I'm trying to hide...