I used to keep it to myself

I used to hide it pretty well

I was so afraid to show

I was so afraid to tell


Once I told someone close

I felt so relieved

I stopped for a while

I started to get better


It’s so hard to believe

How I could do this to myself

I used to be so strong

But now I feel so weak


Everytime I start to close my eyes

I think of my demons

I filled myself up with so many lies

I couldn’t get better


I hated hurting my skin

It was the only way I could escape

from the hell I was in

It was only just a scrape


I was stuck

I could not leave

I’m too far gone

It’s so hard to believe



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