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This was my coming out of cutting. It shows the fear as my outward persona shattered. |
| Nothing is wrong with me. I'm okay. It's just my mask is breaking off And I'm afraid. Of what people will think of me Of what they might say. Once my face is really shown Who will stay? But nothing is wrong with me It's everyone else. Who's business is it anyways If I cut myself? It let's me feel control and power, Endorphins running through my veins. It's just my own damn punishment For causing others pain. Nothing is wrong with me, As I look into the mirror And think of all the tears Through all of those years That I thought that Nothing was wrong with me But that mirror is shattering And my reflection with it too I'm a torn picture in a cut up frame And it's time for me to tell the truth It's time for me to make my debut Something is wrong with me. I'm not okay. It's just my mask is breaking off And I'm afraid. That something is wrong with me. Something is wrong with me. |