You came to me that night, scars on your arm.

You begged me to help you hide them, from your dad and your mom.

You were my friend, why would I refuse, I didn't understand that soon...

I'd be just like you.

Carving myself, like everyday is Halloween.

 For me it always is, my life makes me want to scream.

But I keep my mouth shut, I don't want to be judged.

But I hold the demons back, I try my best not to budge.

Please, can someone save me?

Please, can anyone hear me?

Why do I feel so alone?

Maybe its because...

I am alone.

In my own little universe, filled with the dealings of my mind.

My friends and family are leaving, I don't want to be left behind.

I run after them, they fade from sight.

Now I'm left alone again, no strength in sight.

So I mark again, and again and again.

The bleeding wont stop, I don't regret any of it.

So please don't ever ask me if I'm ok, I'll let you know right now,

"I have a headache.."