Sadness

My wrists are stinging, my skin is burning None to protect from winter, I'm not here for learning Everyday acts are a method of torture Said all was fine whilst my skin I tore through I say I'm alright to have no one to talk to Said I was just tired, seems nobody taught you Said I hadn't eaten and that I wasn't going to I wish I could trust them so I could tell them what I go through I'm still faulty in their eyes, a feminine figure I don't dare to tell them, why? Go figure. I've tainted the sink to a strong blood red With both of these pains, the demons keep getting fed Oh god, I can barely even breathe Relax then relapse, that's the logic that I see Tell me to give up, and just let go I gladly would hang myself with a rope I only use razors for one single thing I'm pretty damn sure that you can guess what it is