why is it?

Why is it

That i feel most alone

Surrounded by people?

Why is it

I feel most unwanted

When people say they love me?

Why is it

I want to cut most

When people say they enjoy

The emptiness of my arms?

Why is it

I want to die most

When she says im needed alive?

Why is it

My life is so backwards

I see hate where others see love?

Why is it

I hate myself most

When they say im amazing?

Why is it

I cant even fuckin kill myself

When i have the blades right here?

Why is it

I say im scared of dying

When really im scared of livin?


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