You'll never ever see,
The tears that I shed,
So many nights,
When I'm alone in my bed.

You never seem to notice,
The scars almost healed,
They are my secret,
From you I must shield.

My thoughts are deeply hidden,
Only for me,
And I hope you'll never realize,
That I'm a little crazy.

So I'll pretend to be happy,
I'll put on a facade,
Make it all seem okay,
Just smile and nod.

My eyes are so red,
They now match my ****** wrist.
Am I perfect yet?

I'm tired of crying,
I hate my blood.
I'm sick of the yelling.
The smiles are so fake,
And there are new scars.

Why can't I be perfect,
They don't see me trying,
and I just end up,
Hating myself.

I'm apparently a liar.
And I cant do this or that.
So maybe things will be better-

When I am laying in a pool,
of Blood and Tears...