Inept Hush-Hush

I cut my arms and slash my thighs But pretend that I am alright I paint myself a happy picture To help me sleep all night Some see the pain beneath me But "understand" I need to cope They turn their ugly faces Which reinforces what I hope Nothing's out of the ordinary Just numbly getting by I will make up countless stories You will swallow all my lies You say it's such an ugly act But have you ever tried? You'll slap my wrist to make me stop Cutting won't heal the lonely cry Needle and thread won't stitch the hurt But fuck, it only helps It removes me from a vicious world And refocuses me somewhere else So you can tell me to use my voice That it is okay to scream and shake But don't tell me to stop the knife It's my own choice to make May 7,2008