lauren12458

When I'm seen I want to hide I can't stand this and I want to die As I cry I wonder why What is wrong with me and why do I lie? When I say that nothings wrong I know they know when they hear me lie By the scars that lie on my arm Why is it wrong to want to be gone? Can't I be fine and not be here?

I wish they could see what's wrong me How I cry and wish I would die When I cut the pain fades away But the fear never goes away Help is something I know I have When the dr. say's it's okay I know she wishes to take me away I often ask what's wrong with me Why aren't I free from the thoughts that roam Why can't I just be me, when somethings wrong me?