They think your crazy
They think your mad

"What the hell are you doing?!" Jay yelled while holding up my bloody wrist as in the other hand I held the knife while a few droplets fell onto the ground tainting it.

They call you stupid, worthless, Tell you your not worth it

"They call me stupid, worthless, tell me i'm not worth it... T-They are right" I said a few tears falling from my eyes

"NO! You do not listen to them! You are worth it! Do not even listen to those loosers!" I gave him a fake smile, making him think that I was okay, but inside I was destroyed, there was no building me up again

Now your walking back. To a place you call home, But you feel so alone

I stuffed my hands in my pokets while a thin layer of snow covered the ground, snow, I enjoyed it... Well in the past, now all I could see was pain and them laughing and pointing, tears, I looked over and punched a layered tree knocking the snow down off of the branches

I slammed my other fist on the tree before sliding down and started to cry.

The same hurtful hits, It's your darker place. In your virgin ears, The remarks they made

"Loser"

"Dork"

"Douchbag"

"Retard"

"Nerd"

"Bastard"

The names rang in my ears before I covered them and started to yell for them to stop

And if they, if they really knew, All those things. That you do in your room to hide the pain, I bet their minds would change

I sat in the tree house while trying to find a spot for the knife to get inserted into the skin. I just want it to end

Yeah, I'll bet their minds would change. They'd change if they knew the pain

It can end, I thought before standing up and starting to run towards the oceans end

Cause I believe in these scars

Waves crashed on shore as I looked at the 50 foot drop and thought, it could all be over

Over.