U don't know

Ur mean to me
U bully me
U call me names

But

U don't know the pain I feel when u do
U don't know what I have to go home to
U don't know my life

The times I go home and put a blade to my arm and drag it across all I think about are the things u call me the things u've done to break me and now

I'm so tired I can't even stand up for myself anymore

I can't talk anymore I'm just

To tired