I woke up early and found something missing
Tried screaming but that don’t matter since no one’s listening
Looked myself straight in the eye inside the mirror
Amazing how calmly I face the very thing I fear
I’ve hurt myself more than anyone else ever could
Mostly because I simply promised myself no one ever would
I find it sad yet amusing how I hate my own reflection
How self hate can be so much more than a mere suggestion
Find myself wondering how messed up I must be
To find relief in the pain that I bring upon me
Hate when people pretend to care about my every scream and moan
Spare me the fake sympathy, I wish they’d all just leave me alone
I’d rather suffocate myself in my own choking tears
I always tried calling for help but no one ever hears
They never paid attention to my silent screams
Every night I always end up dead in my dreams
And every morning I wake in such painful misery
Hide it when I step outside so no one could see
What a beautiful kind of torn state I’ve put myself in
When it’s such a fragile type of beauty to be broken
Though I know I should reach out and ask for help
I don’t understand how anyone could save me from myself
Every morning I wake and find something missing from inside of me
Then I always remember it’s the part that I can’t let anyone see