I was going to end everything today...
Seems like everything I do is a mess up...
I cut my arm near my elbow when I went up the stairs and you don't know how bad I miss cutting on my arms...
Ima tired of cutting on my thighs, Ima tired of cutting over my cuts and scars...
Ima just tired...
my parents ask me if ima okay, I just say ima okay ima just tired...
I just wish they would really look me in my eyes and see the tears I hold back...
I just wish they really ask me if I was okay...
