Things I ponder

I drag the knife acrosss my arm once more
While thinking about what drove me to such extremes
I wonder if I will ever be happy again
While watching blood stain my clothes
Hoping with all my ice cold heart
That someone will walk in and see
What the stress and isolation
Made me do
Would they feel sorry
Or just think that I'm crazy
If people knew
Would they desert me?
Would I just become some emo freak?
Would my friends stand by me in such hard times?
These are things I ponder
Things that make me think and cry
I hide my scars
So know one would know
I don't want to die
Would they believe me?
I just want someone to see
What their influence does to me
Would they come to my funeral if I slipped and died?
Would they come to the viewing?
And see my wonderful scars on my arms
These are things I ponder
While dragging a knife across my skin

by AllAlone
posted on 04/18/2008