you wonder how its possible for me to stay so happy
how you never see a tear
how my anger last a second
how even when im upset i still
say its ok
then one day you see my wrist
and it all comes crashing
down
this perfect world of mine isn't
real
im not who you thought i
was
im not as strong
i am not brave i can just fake
it
it makes you sick to see those
pink scars
they fill my wrist my legs my hips
they all have a story id love
to share
but baby im scared you'll
leave
if you realize im not
perfect
this isn't really
me</3