You get angry
you cut
you bleed
then wrap it up
You hurt yourself
because
the rage
The pain
is too much
You hide your scars
hoping nobody will notice
but then someone asks
and you get nervous
So you lie
they look at you
you stare at them
You walk away
and never speak of it again
You try to stop
but get angry once more
So the cycle repeats
Till you can’t do no more
Now your dead
and in a grave
No never guessed
you would die of a blade