Relief at Last.... By Sierra Spraggs

Relief at Last

Everyone sees me as happy,

but they dont know the truth.

i hurt everyday,

and cry every night,

these scars are proof.

on the outside i smile, laugh, and sing,

but deep inside i just want to scream.

[Everything i do, displeases other.]

why do i worry bout what they say,

half the stuff ruins my day.

if i told you why i take it to heart,

you wouldnt understand or know my part.

I get straight A's,

am a great musician,

but you cant see dreams of what im wishing.

I want someone to know me as i am,

not all them other names..

What is life, just a bunch of games?

i want to be the person who smiles

because she wants to not only cause she can.

i dont want to hurt anymores,

but everything gets worse

and anger takes place and

people walk out the doors.

tears run down my face,

as i sit in my hiding place,

hopefully they wont find me this way.

hopefully ill just cry til the end of the day.

Everyone is sleeping except me,

i pull out the razor,

pull up my sleeves,

my wrists start to bleed...

i want to stop,

but everytime i try,

i dont wanna die,

but people are people they make mistakes,

my heart it then starts to break.

so again i take out the blade,

put it against my wrist,

close my eyes,

start to  cry.

Im releasing the pain so fast,

who would have thought,

relief at last?