Cuts

They don't hurt, they only bleed. Something sharp is all I need. Inflicting pain on my troubled self, Cutting until there's no blood left. The only thing I want is death, I want to breathe my final breath. No one cares about me, They see a mask and agree, That I'm a happy person and I don't need help. Everyone thinks I'm okay and they put me on a shelf. I'm dying, can ya'll not see? Can't you tell tomorrow for is not guaranteed? My parents have gone and torn me apart. They've broken me and Cory's hearts. I can't live anymore, I don't want to, So I'm cutting until the knife goes through. Slitting my wrists, To end all this. I can't take this pain anymore. This pain is killing my core.