Turquoise Sunsets

Mother, I'm trying

Mother, I'm trying,

don't shut me out,

I know you see me crying,

but maybe I can't do without,

there are scars underneath,

that don't show through,

You stare in disbelief,

and you think this is new.

Mother, I'm trying,

can't you see that this hurts?

I swear I'm not lying,

just hiding in sweatshirts,

my reasons are unknown,

even to me,

but these scars are my own,

I hope you can see.

Mother, I'm trying,

I know you're confused,

please don't go prying,

I know my tools were misused,

but when I roll up my sleeve,

and you see me as broken,

please don't grieve,

or I'll wish I had never spoken.