A Reason

i walk down these halls pass people who say rude remarks behind my back they just laugh i look down counting the tiles on the floor the way they snicker they must think its all just a game if they knew what i go home to maybe they'd be nicer if they knew i need a reason to live a reason to cry a reason to feel what ive been keeping inside a reason to smile when you walk by please save me from this torture called life day after day goes by the cuts on my arm get deeper with time the kids look at the bruises on my arms i just duck and hide save me now before i find a reason to kill myself im drowning in my own made waterfall someone please help