To everyone who cuts themselves including myself.
This is what you don't know.
She’s walking down the street
Those stylish shoes pinch her feet
The day has been real long
She won’t admit that something’s wrong
She drops her new bag on the floor
As she walks through the front door
Only to be greeted with even more pain
Happiness is something she can’t gain
She walks up those creaky stairs
Her parents don’t even care
That she walks right by without word
The tears make her vision blurred
She throws her self onto her bed
She can’t help but wish she was dead
But what she doesn’t know
As she lays there feeling low
Is that every time I see her smile
The days become worth while
When she and I hang out
I lose every single doubt
In why I’m here in this place
I’m here to put a smile on her face
Every time she hurts herself in vain
I too go through great pain
I can’t make it right again
I can’t ask to stop the rain
Watching her struggle with the sorrow
Make for an even darker tomorrow
On my very own horizon
And she goes with out realizing
The kind of pain she puts herself through
Gives me real sorrow too
When she comes to me in the hall
I see her cuts and spirits fall
But I smile and pretend I’m not mad
She’s getting help and I am glad
But deep down something’s yelling
Screaming out what I’m not telling
Keeping me awake at night
As I pray with all my might
Hoping that happiness is coming
But doubt keeps my heart a drumming
I want to yell out in pain
But from that what would I gain?
I’m stuck here on the sidelines
Pretending everything is fine
For both her sake and mine
--Lilly101
 Christmas_B_Says_By_2_You · Wed Jun 25, 2008 @ 12:32am · 0 Comments |
