I found out today
That reds my color
Especially when its on my arms
In lines that nobody can see but me
Because
Oh yeah I forgot...
They're not really there
Because I decided a long time ago
That the razor makes more pain
Then what I already go through
So I'll just ******* my way through life
Always in between
Self harm and being ok
You see
What they're missing is the middle
Where's the in between?
Oh yeah thats right
You can't be
Its one or the other
Black or white
There is no in between

So what happens to me?
I just get to suffer
Because who wants to help someone
Who can't make up their mind
So uncertain
That they can't even decide if they want to live or not
No one
No one wants to help them
So no one does
And I do this alone
Just like everything else
Always teetering in between life and death
As if its that hard of a decision...
But it is
They just don't understand...