You tuck your hands under your chin,
Trying to keep the hurt locked in.
You ball your fingers into fists,
And cover the scars on your wrists.
You want to block out the world,
As you watch where the blood has pearled.
You're wishing someone would kiss your scars.
Your tears are as countless as the stars.
You fight to keep from crying,
Though you're so tired of trying.
You feel trapped behind your lies,
And weighed down by silent cries.
All you need is just one person to see
That you're not as okay as you seem to be...