We sit here watching our lives pass us by not even realizing the ones we love are hurting so much to the point they die. Do we mean everything to happen that way . do we even want them to hurt.
We go on just being ourselves even though were hated for it. We go on being hated by our parents and they never realize that we hurt so much inside till its too late.
Do they think they can help. They only make it worse. You try and help. You need a friend .. but you have none. So what do you do. You turn to a razor and cut but y can’t you just talk to someone
Beuz it so fucking hard for ppl who aren’t cutters to understand how we think to understand how we feel inside. To know what we are going through. But who cares. Were just looked down upon by everyone. And we hide ourselves being someone else someone were not. No one cares do they that’s what we keep thinking to ourselves. But why can’t we just see the world around us. Why can’t we just ask for. Help becuz we wan tot prove that were better then ourselves that we can feel better this way that we can help ourselves when alls we do is hurt ourselves. I mean it hurts. it gives us happiness for only a moment then its gone and were still left depressed. Do we even care that we stayed depressed all the time pissed off at everyone. Sad cuz everything around us is fading in to a depressing memory of something we hate. Who cares!!!!!!!
I care someone usually says but we sit back and don’t believe it and what happens next is …
Well you made that decision and only you know happened