Emo Girl Explains Why She Cut

My picture of pain, Exists with a slight twist, I place a sharp razor on my wrist, Dragging it vertically and horizontally I make slits, Feeling the urge after every heartbreak, Feeling the urge to cut with every mistake I make, Someone help me, but please do not refer to me as insane, I’m not seeking attention; my body gets numb to the pain, Expressing the pain I’ve felt emotionally by hurting myself physically. The endorphins which releases from each cut causes me to fell high If you ask what’s wrong I’m going to lie. But as you can see the truth, I am not fine I’m slowly breaking down inside, But I cover up all this pain with a smile and pull down my long sleeves, That cover up the all the memories that each scar leaves.