Don't tell me how I'm feeling, you do not know anymore Every

Don't tell me how I'm feeling, you do not know anymore
Every time, you turn away from me close the door
I mean so little to anyone, if you think I want your love
Covering my wounds with that solitary glove
If I died tomorrow would anybody cry
I seem to doubt it in my mind, I feel an uneasy high
Thinking about my knife, lying by my bed
Where I can carve away my arms escaping my head
I can do it because I feel so alone and cold
I am young yet I feel so weary and so old
Weak and easy to give in to this temptation
Another fake smile another deep creation
For attention I don't do it, because attention I don't need
All I want is to be understood, not judged on the way I bleed
Let me go, I know you wont care as I slide away from life
If you love me, let me die so I can escape my strife