What will they do when they find out that I'm not alright and I have been crying myself to sleep at night?
I don't think they'd understand why I flinch when my wrist comes in contact with their hand.
I don't think I can do this anymore, I'm done picking myself up off the floor.
Everyday it gets harder to fake these smiles, it's all I have to hide behind.
Makeup and smiles all hide the pain
It keeps others from thinking that I've gone insane.
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Suicide, Depression and Self-harm Quotes
RandomPoems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk
