Pressure

17.08.2009

too many pressure
i cant breath 
i cant run

i just hide
nobody can find me
hiding & crying

with my razor in hand
I stare in the mirror
and let myself cry
and blood all over 
my white dress
oh my white dress

i hide it
i hide it everyday
everyday I live,
just hoping no one
will find out.
i don’t do it to die,
i just do it to let go,
and hoping someday
I’ll finally breakout.