Thinking Yet?
Invisible tears roll down my face, and hit the pillows on my bed Just because I don't ask, doesn't mean I don't need help, I do No one sees the tears I cry, or the invisible blood I've bled Help, to stop my sorrow, attempt suicide, and the cutting too You see everyone around me, but I remain your invisible teen Every droplet of water, that I cry, to you they are unseen I cry not tears of happiness, but instead tears of the dead I won't put up my hand, to wipe away all the tears I bleed to escape... Sign in to see full entry.