A sigh

Sometimes, I feel so emo, you know?
Like, I just wanna drift away,
or cut myself open,
or cry when no one is looking.
But no one will never NOT be looking,
and I'll die if i cut myself open,
if I drift away, I end up right back on earth.
there is really no escaping these feelings.
I cut myself once, 7 times across my arm with a scissor.
I admit, watching myself bleed felt good.
When my cousins saw my wrists, it was a big RED FLAG.
I got in trouble.
I needed a therapist.
The_Freaking_End.