If it wasn't for my smile, would you think i'm ecstatic? If it wasn't for my tears, would you think i'm miserable? If it wasn't for my fists, would you think i'm furious? If it wasn't for my scars, would you think I needed help?
Do I wear a smile too often? Do I hide my tears in my pillows too much? Do I keep my bloodied knuckles hidden under my glove too much? Should I even show you the knife I use on myself?
Why am I like this? What purpose do I serve? Am I even important? I doubt it
I’ll just hide I’ll hide it all I’ll keep it away From all of you
Don’t try to help I don’t deserve it
"For the only fool in life is the one who wrote this." - the author