the reason why

The reason why ~Queen

1 cut...you start to cry feeling all the pain you had in side...
As you think
maybe it would go away if i do another one...but wanting to hide..
2 cuts you start to bleed as you try to pull the pain out
getting Distracted by the physical pain you caused
3 cuts now and you feeling high...crying because no one understands the pain in side
You feel alone as people put you down
Even though you cant control it
Asking your self why now
Why me let me be as the depression goes deep
As you cut wanting to seek freedom as the blood leaks
You think no one understands as they say they care but do they know how you feel
When you tey to explain they mix words up telling you about how they think of it not really understanding....leading you to get fustrated
Cutting more...now your addicted...
Addicted to rather taking the pain physically than mentally ....
The more you do it the better you feel temporarily ....
But when people talk you feel ashamed
Ashamed but they dont even know the pain
So you cry
You cry later on that night
And if people ask ....you deny
Then you hide...you hide the cuts then lie if anyone sees them
Why...because thats your life...
You cant even explain how you feel ...
You cant explain your thoughts
And people just dont understand ...
You get fustrated again
And now you have 4 cuts...
But does it get better...
No you still feel insane as the pain stay with you in your brain...in your heart...as its just the start
You feel like its going to be for ever and people say its just for now
Why now
Why when im damn near bout to put myself 6 feet under the ground...making no sound and when i get found im going to have my spirit roaming around...
Because i feel like a clown like my life a joke
Every time i eat i just hope i just choke
Wanting to die but have the fear you will die in your sleep
Yeah man that deep but thats why you dont count sheep
The worst fear you have is one day you wont wake up
Feeling lost but as your heart is all broken up
People tell you to shut up cuz they dont understand the pain...
But you beg and beg in your on way to ask them to take the pain away
You feel like your on the edge
Ready to be dead
...damn...
But even after reading this ...you will still ask why you cut...
You will still ask why you do it
You will still yell at me like i...me with a mental illness a couple of them at that do the things that i do....like i can control it....
It just happens and i cant talk about it in person for ill just start laughing
No i dont think its a joke...i just dont want to cry ...i dont want to show the people all the pain i have inside...even though theres only one person who saw the pain in my eyes....and i guess thats how i fell for him...but i cant even lie when he talks to me about it ...it makes me want to cry... Dont even dare ask who it is if your reading
Cuz im not telling because i dont want to be judge but you can keep thinking
...but even this wont help you undertsand why people like me cut ....because people like you only keep they mind shut...