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I used to be happy.
I used to be happy
Now I don't know what that is
I was a child when everthing went to shit
Two deaths in the family
And then a friend died
My mother's boyfriend turned abusive
I now have scars to hide
Self-harm I started to help with the pain
Until my hand slipped and I had to go to the ER
I was forced to see a therapist
And things started to get better
Until the day my mothers friend
Someone like a brother
Decide to see if he liked children
Everything came crashing back down
I had a major break down
My self-harm started back up
My therapist I quit
School I stopped going
I just laid in bed
Trying not to think
Two years have passed since then
My self-harm I stopped
I go out now
I even have friends
But i'm not happy
To many scars
Both physical and mental
Will stop me from ever being happy.
