Would You?

Everyday I'm told to kill myself,
To cut myself.
Everyday I'm ready to cut and kill.
Everyday I wonder what would
Happen if you found out.

Would you scream and shout?
Would you take me to therapy?
Or would you finally hear me out
Like you've never done before?

Would you try to help me?
Would you just tear me down
Once again.
Would you persecute me?
Or would you forget all about it
Like everyone before has?

The scars are enough,
I don't need your vulgar jeers.
I don't need you to tell me
About what I do everyday.
I know enough already,
And it makes me hate myself
Even more.