Please dont make me go

  Please don't make

me go. The fear inside

me is rising, my palms

sweating, heart beating,

tears flowing.

  You want me to

explain the unexplainable.

You want me to tell

the untellale. I like

pretending everythings ok,
I'm good at it.
  You want me to say
how I feel.
  If I say it, you'll
stare, cry, hate.
I'll repulse and shock.
  If I tell him how
I feel, he wont help me,
no-one can.
He'll stare, call me
a freak, crazy and
shove pills down

my throught.

  He'll make me show

the cuts, the scars,

he'll judge me.

  I don't want pills,

I don't want to talk.

All I want is for

these thoughts, these feelings

to go away,

that's all I want to

be happy.