I've Been There Holding On to my last string of faith

My last ounce of hope and no one in the world 

To care or to hold my hand not even for a second

But Me in my bath tub holding on to my arm 

After ripping it apart with my razor blad

That was me the girl you saw

The girl with all the Scares

The girl you pushed down and laughed 

The girl that wears hoodies to cover up 

The mess she makes 

The Girl that would sit there and try to look happy 

But with every smile came a flash of pain

But I wont tell my story for them simple fact 

I don't need your pitty 

But I do want you to see the after math 

Of how me dying will cause my family pain

And you'll see it  

That will raise your awarness wont it.

So you'll learn maybe you'll stop the things you do

Maybe you'll think twice before you go bullying others

Maybe you'll be come one of the people that try to help

People like me from people like you.