Tell me,

Do you think I care,
why don't you see i'm dying inside?
Do you think i don't feel pain,
For avoiding the anguishing shame, how can i ignore?

Look at me, look at my eyes,
For my eyes do not lie,they show the secrets i hide

Do you think I’m fainthearted,
For you do not know what i've seen, for what i've done.
Do you think I’m spineless,
For having a menacing fear of everything I see?

Tell me, when you look at me what do you see?
I’ll show you the agony, the fear that i feel everyday.

Do you think I’m wrong,
For being weak? For wanting to die?
Do you think I’m pathetic,
For hating the things i cannot change?

Tell me, when you see the scars on my arms,
do you even think of asking me if i'm alright?

Do you think I’m pitiful,
For not wanting the sore battles in my mind?
Do you think I’m contemptible,
For leaving my loved ones behind?

Tell me as you say goodbye,
Would you even miss me, if my life was to end?
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Do you think it’s fair, that even with the secrets i hide,
you judge me, you think less of me? you don't know what i've done or what i hide...