If you really knew me
If you really knew me, you would know that nothing is perfect in my life that its far from it, that my life is a living hell most of the time
If you really knew me you would know that I don’t fit in anywhere at school and I don’t fit in my own family, you would know that my dad has been sick all of my life, that my mom didn’t accept me at times, or that’s how I feel
If you really knew me you would know that I guard myself that I don’t let anyone in, you would also know that I let one person in and I thought he cared but he destroyed me
You would know that I had a cutting problem and that I still do and that I think of suicide frequently, you would know that I hate myself that I can always find something wrong, you would know that I used to have an eating disorder…
If you really knew me you would know that no one has ever tried to really get to know me, that I really am nothing to a lot of people, you would know that I am depressed and sad and hurt
If you really knew me you would know that I used to be happy that I used to fall to easy and hurt so fast…
If you really knew me you would know that I have cried myself to sleep every night for a long time thinking that all of this isn’t worth all of the pain
If you really knew me you would know that no one really knows me
If you really knew me you would know that I don’t fit in anywhere at school and I don’t fit in my own family, you would know that my dad has been sick all of my life, that my mom didn’t accept me at times, or that’s how I feel
If you really knew me you would know that I guard myself that I don’t let anyone in, you would also know that I let one person in and I thought he cared but he destroyed me
You would know that I had a cutting problem and that I still do and that I think of suicide frequently, you would know that I hate myself that I can always find something wrong, you would know that I used to have an eating disorder…
If you really knew me you would know that no one has ever tried to really get to know me, that I really am nothing to a lot of people, you would know that I am depressed and sad and hurt
If you really knew me you would know that I used to be happy that I used to fall to easy and hurt so fast…
If you really knew me you would know that I have cried myself to sleep every night for a long time thinking that all of this isn’t worth all of the pain
If you really knew me you would know that no one really knows me