and i sit
there...listening to your problems, and trying to help you. And,
all I want to do at that very moment is drown in my tears. I want
to so badly show you the fresh scars on my wrist. I want to tell
you how much I'm hurting, and how I can't handle the pain
that never ends. But, I can't, because I'll know what
will go through your mind. You'll be thinking of how weak,
pathetic, and stupid I am. So I'll just sit here, and try to
help you, and pretend nothing is wrong.
