"Prequel to Cutting"

I don't want to be a burdon,
I don't want to bother you.
I feel like i could die inside each time i bother you.

But i just want to know who i am inside,
Because i can't feel anymore,
And my eyes can't see strait.

So sorry if I am a bother,
I never ment to be it.
I just want to know where i belong.

I don't reconize who i am any more,
And nothing can calm me down.

But god damn it I am hurting inside.
I don't see who i am.
I can't feel right inside & i am just ....not.....me.

Gods above i need some help
in any way you can.
Cuz gods help me, I would Rather not live then not belong.
I hate who I see,
Dear god this can't be me.

& I don't feel alive.

God i want out,
Out of this body, This Prizion i am in.
I hate the reflection i see.

I am sorry if I was a burdon to you,
I never ment to be,
But i thank you so much for lisoning to me.