i lost you to another. i lost my life to a relative. i lost my friends. i lost everything i once cherished. i even lost my one true love. i thought about cutting. but i promised i'd stop. i chose not to cry. it shows weakness. at least cutting shows you're not afraid of physical pain. unlike some people, i haven't lost my self control. i almost cried. ALMOST. but after crying all those times over the man once my "dad", i'm done. i took a vow of silence and swore to never speak of my emotions. i wish i had none at all. then i wouldn't have to worry about my heart getting broken again. every one has abandoned me one way or another. i have nothing left. the day my life ended was the day there were 50 tears i almost cried...