Insanity

No one knows- Am I the "freak" they talk about? (Yes) No one cares- "You're nobody and no one likes you." (I know) And no one tries- "I don't want to hear anything you have to say!" (Fine) To see what's inside- The pain; the emotional and physical pain (It feels so wonderful) They see the cuts- My beatiful artwork (This is never going to end) They see the bruises- All from you... Green, Blue, Black! (What did I do wrong?) They see the tears in my eyes- "You're so pitiful! Stop crying!" (I can't control them) But no one ask why- Because no one cares (I'm alone indside) They read my writings- "What's wrong with you?" (Nothing) They think I need help- "Are you suicidal? (I plead the fifth) They think I'm insane- "You're going to the hospital!" (Screw You!) But then again... Maybe I am (No, I'm just dead inside)