I can clearly see it,
Just one small cut,
Not deep,
It sounds so good right now,
I can't get it off my mind,
I keep thinking,
What if I do just once,
Nobody would care,
Only I would know,
I want someone to say something,
Just recognize how bad I feel,
I want them to look past the mask,
The one I put on everyday,
It used to be my real expression,
Until I decided to tell her who I was,
It was a snowball effect from there,
Now it feel like she could never care,
She said she was excepting,
Told me she was OK,
She never acts like it,
Hardly tells me,
That she loves me anymore,
Like she doesn't feel that way,
Whenever I bring up the topic,
She makes up excuses,
She criticizes me,
For being who I am,
It hurts inside,
And I don't know,
How I'm supposed to let it out,
I want to scream,
Now I'm thinking about that dark sensation,
It's wandering through my mind,
Just once,
It would make everything better,
I sat there,
In my bathroom,
Waiting with a blade,
I was ready to try,
A second before I did,
I hear a knock on the bathroom door,
It's her,
She says dinner's ready,
She was the one,
That caused me all the pain,
The one that I could tell everything,
And now nothing to,
Now she stopped me,
From taking that first step,
And feeling just a little better,
It still runs through my head,
Whenever I want to talk to her,
I try to bring it up slowly,
Tell her its part of who I am,
And tell her how much I care,
I don't think she realizes,
How much she's hurting me,
I always wish that,
She would just accept me for who I am.
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