Don't play the guilt card

I've had enough

You don't know how hard it is

To quit this kind of stuff

. .

I'm sick of people telling me

The effects this has on THEM

If I'm going to stop this

It's me who'll decide when

. .

You don't need to say a word

I can see it in your eyes

Each time my sleeve slips up

A little part of you dies

. .

You see, it's not just you

It's everyone I know

They can't stand what I do

And I can't bear to let it show

. .

That's why I wear long sleeves

And hide it all from sight

When no one sees what's wrong

I can pretend that I'm alright

. .

Someday I might get better

But it will be for me

Not because of others

And the things they think they see