We did not go softly into the night From our homes our voices screamed From our windows our hearts bled From our room our bones broke Our solace was never given to us in the form of a parent Our solace was taken away when they broke the lock on our doors When we find no where to run but the edge of the blade "Life is hard or life isn't fair," yea that's what you say But I say it's the people, the people who make it this way Can you close your eyes and shut your ears but open your heart? Don't feel sorry, feel compassion and join the fight Because that's all we want A friend Ya know? that'd be tight.
This is something i think people overlook. Whenever we see someone with self harm marks we mark them off as emo or a depressive person. I'd rather people take the time to get to know someone and find out what they can do to help. It doesn't hurt to be someones friend