Every ridge, every bump, every cut, very scar
just a daily reminder of how weak and worthless you are
It's the only way out though and we all know it's true,
no one will understand what it's like to be you
To be feeling so sick of living each day,
To be trying your hardest to fight it all away
but it's not going anywhere because it's stuck in your mind
Alone in your room is the only place to hide
but that's when the voice start to torture you
they won't leave you alone,
you can't block them out
and he appears out of no where
and stares
Stares until you're scared to move
you're not sure what he's going to do
you're not sure what he's capable of; you could end up dead
but no one will believe you though because
"it's all inside your head"