When others say that we cut
or used to cut for attention
i don't get defensive nor do i get angry
because it's true,

deep down, although we hide it
we secretly hope for someone caring to ask
we genuinely want for someone to look at our wrists,
look us in the eyes and hug us
well that's what i want

see i don't seek attention for pity
i don't want the whole world to suddenly treat me kindly because they realize i am suffering.

i want a someone to help me, to be there
to listen to me
to make me feel as though how i feel is important
that even though they are children in Africa starving that i am still feeling pain
that i am still drowning in sorrow and hopelessness
that i am fighting my own battle, all alone and it is the hardest battle i have ever faced

i feel as though people get tired of me easily
and i don't want anyone to feel my pain and get inside my head
i just want someone to talk to
who wont make me feel ungrateful
i want someone to hold my hand while i fight my demons and hold me if i make it through
and mourn me genuinely if i don't.