Everyday i put on this facade,
When people ask whats wrong all i can do is nod.
I'm a danger to myself but please stay,
The last thing i'd want to do is cause dismay.
The hospitals aren't fun; please dont send me back,
If you do ill have another panic attack.
I know I'll never be the kid you wanted me to be,
On anything, we'll never agree.
As i feel the blood trickle down i smile,
I know i'll later regret it but for now its worthwhile.
Its been that way for years,
Everytime i try to quit i do it again; it brings me to tears.
So hear me out,
Cutting, its something i cant live without.