I need a fix
My blade
It's my only comfort
Music is the only one
That understands
Everyone says they do
But when are they there?
I'm hidden from everyone
Who would come looking for me
If I ran?
Ran from everything
I know where I would go
I know how
It would be easy
Who would risk everything
Just to find me?
Would anyone even care?
I wanna run
Anywhere but here
If someone cares they'll find me

I see you're with someone else
One of my friends
I don't know how to get over you
I've tried
But I keep coming back
There's a much deeper connection
Than just friends
I feel it
No matter how far I run
Or how far you push me away
I'll always come back
Even though you have abandoned me
I will never abandon you
No matter how many times
You have pushed me aside
And said you don't care
You always say you would care
If I died but now
I'm not so sure
I know your girlfriend would
But I'm just an ex
I want to be in your life
But you always push me out
Plus it hurts to see you and her
Ever since that day
That horrid day
I've been lost
You could even say that I'm
Dead
It feels like it
Might as well make it true
You wouldn't care
You could finally be rid of me
So maybe I'll say goodbye
Forever

I miss the way I loved you
With every breath I loved you

I miss the silly girl in me
Who though we would love eternally

A song, a place I’m right back there
Young, naive without a care

Before I really grew into me
There was always us, you and me

Good times planted in my mind
Bad boxed up somewhere behind

Now I’m older now I see
You were never good for me

I had bad days, tears and sad days
Not knowing what I had done days

Try harder tomorrow days
Fail again and again days

I miss the person you could sometimes be
When you were not hurting me

So do I miss you, don’t you see
I miss the person I though you could be

I miss the way I loved you
With every breath I loved you

We make jokes about it
We hide it
Just to take the attention off
So we can hide
No one ever thinks anything is wrong
Because how can someone joke about something
When it relates to them
And it's a serious matter
Well that's exactly what we do
You would be surprised how
Well we can lie
We lie everyday of our lives
Hidden that's how we live
Secret lives
Everyday who are we
Lost in every lie
Everyday someone different
But they all have one thing
In common
We always act as a person who
Is fine
Someone who isn't sick
Who doesn't have a disease
Someone who doesn't need medication
To stop from crying
Or needs to be in a mental hospital
We act okay
We are all actors or actresses
Just trying to fit in
Doing anything to be fake
Come join us it's work
but it's better than
Being the sick person
The outcast
The one everyone avoids
Come join us and be included

Alone
That's what I am
No one wants me around
They could care less
If I died
Alone
In class, at lunch
I try to busy myself
With clubs but I end up
Alone
If they did care they would've
Done something
About my arm
Alone
In a crowd
I always thought
It was impossible
But it's real
Alone
Not noticed
Outsider
That's what I am
Alone
That's what I am
My leg even says so
It's etched in my thigh
Alone
In my room, in the hall
At lunch, in a crowd
Doesn't matter where
I am always
Alone
Forever alone

Why do we hide
When we shouldn't
We show people to get help
But when we do they think
It's for attention
How can anyone get help
If every thinks people only
Do it for attention
You haven't seen the breakdowns
The many sleepless nights
The skipped meals
The lies
I'm fine, I already ate
I'm not hungry,
It funny how people believe them
If you ever wanna be a better
Lier just be depressed
It becomes a natural thing
Lying that is
Sometimes even the hurt
The depressed can be
The most dangerous people
They can make hell feel like home
How dangerous is it
I'm no longer hiding
It's not like anyone will get me help
Why hide it
It's their fault
It's better to stop their kife-like
Words from cutting right
Through you
And just hurt yourself before
They can hurt you
Why do we do it?
For control
For control of the pain
Anyone who freaks about the scars
Tells me to stop
Just stop
Who has ever told
Someone with asthma to just breathe
It's unheard of right
Because having a lessened amount
Of air is a side effect
But yet when people tell
Self-harmers to just stop
They don't realize that
They might as well be saying
Just breathe to an asthmatic
Self-harm is a side effect
Of depression
So many people don't realize that
This is serious people
It's worse than an asthmatic
This is real blood
Who would cut for attention
Oh maybe people think
Self-harm is cool
Everyone is doing it now
It must be a trend
Why is it that everyone says
Drugs are bad they can **** you
But no one says self-harm
Is just as bad
It becomes an addition
So hard to stop
How can everyone ignore it
It's a physical mark
Why is it in our nature to hide
To hide our cry for help
It's too much work
Planning what you have to wear
So no one sees
It's a hassle
How about we just go around
Showing our scars
And having people not be disgusted
Maybe if we showed them off
People wouldn't be so surprised
About them
Wouldn't call them ugly
Wouldn't make us stand out
We could be ourselves
And show the war we are going
Through