like the blood that seeps
through the holes n gaps in my skin
i patch it up
with paper and tape
but what lays underneath
calls every blade to my skin
i try again
to keep it away
but it causes a hunger that's impossible to satisfy
in any other way

but maybe that's a story for another day.

im leaving
im cutting ties
im not gonna apologise
and say goodbye
just know im through
i need to put myself first
my world no longer
revolves around you
i tried to make people happy
and only show my best side
but when i could hide it no more
i found out I never had a die or ride
.... or is it ride or die?
no matter the order
i was on such a mental roller coaster
that no one else want to help ride
i was just left alone wanting to die
up and down, but mainly down
i was laughed at and scrutinized
like i was the class clown
i no longer care about you all
there will be no visit,texts, or even calls
you left me alone
to die in my room while I bawl
and never...never again
.....will i fall