I have been in your spot
A game over pity and slelf lost
I never won why ask of you
You feel the pain buzz as the knife pierces your skin
As the cold takes over
At self haterd
You can't help me fight it
This is the me locked be hind a smile
And the "strong will"
Its just an act
Cause I might look pretty like the sun
But when I get home my mascara begins to run
I have two life's the one people see and then the true me
They never knew that there'd be two
Its not a normal thing but you are just trying to hide the pain
Cause the true me people don't see
Isn't perfect and a scripted act
No its a story of pain and self harm and that's my life's fact
YOU ARE READING
secrets of the truth
PoetrySome person have two sides one that smiles and one that cry now this is the truth of them ***PS*** If you are against self harm and/or suicide don't read (poems and 1st person)
