Day And Night [[Part 1, Night]]

When the night begins,
so does my un-ending sorrow.
I tell you i'll be fine,
but I may not be here tomorrow.
Don't worry, though, I'll be okay.
I keep a mask to hide my pain,
and suddenly I'm surrounded.
A whirlwind of attention,
From all the wrong people,
For all the wrong reasons,
and none of them see through.
I am not happy.
I am not well.
I am not even okay.
They tell me that they'll be there,
but in the night I'm so alone.
That is when insanity sets in,
When I'm awake and all alone.
I cry myself to sleep some nights,
and others i don't sleep at all.
All I want to do sometimes,
is slice my skin with a knife.
I won't go back to that, though.
The ones that knew made me promise.
No more cuts, no more relief.
I'm sure I'll be fine once I cry out all my sorrows.
I am okay though,
I am sane,
I am stable.
And this hope will keep me,
and bring me to tomorrow.