Could I?

Could I?

Be honest with me. Do you ever feel left out for no apparent reason? Do you ever feel caught in a web you can never escape, or locked in a room where you don't have the key? I cant be the only one that feels that, or could I? Sometimes I wish I were actually locked in that room so I would never have to come out. Other times I'm screaming to be let out. Scared of my own thoughts scared that I cold do more harm to myself than other people could do to me. I cant be the only one this scared could I? All I had left was my cutting and now it's taken. I look at my scars. They're deep but not too deep. There stained with tears. Every drop of blood that fell from me was another tear wasted.