It
always feels like the world don't wanna
know
The truth behind every self-harm show
The usual attitude is "he's just mad"
But what they don't know is he is really
so sad
People shouldn't judge the things that you
do
Whether it is negative, false or true
I'm a self-harmer and not because I was
mad
Even though some things I did were pretty
bad
There were no consequences just all this
pain
That feeling of the razor slicing through
my vein
It gave me great pleasure and so much relief
Releasing that pressure, was it a belief
Self-harm was like an addiction, it was
my drug
I had no self-esteem, I was just a thug
What people didn't understand is there is
a real cause
Instead they just walk by the safe cell,
laugh and applause
Humiliation I felt behind that closed door
With people watching me while I curled up
on the floor
Cutting myself was the only way
It was my way of saying what I had to say
