I wish I could go somewhere where nobody knows who I am.
Where I could even make up a whole different name.
Where I could smile, and not be faking it.
I really just need to get out of this town. 

i cant relapse again.
i cant.
but i should.
i need too
it would feel so good
the blade pressed into my skin
the hurt
the pain
nobody cares anyways
i could be dead and nobody would care
nobody will ever care
and thats the truth.