You smile at me and pull up your sleeve

Revealing scars and scars and scars

"It doesn't hurt," you say, "not much."

You say it only stings a little after a bit

You just have to be able to push the razor

Into the fleshy expanse of your arm

Before dragging it across your skin

And then hiding it all from prying eyes

I don't judge you as you speak

I just listen to your reasoning for it

And I get your problems, I really do, I promise

But that doesn't mean I understand why

It doesn't mean it's okay to me

It doesn't mean I don't want you to stop

Because it scares me, what you do

With the sharp blades of razors

I'm useless in this part of the plan

I'm afraid to stop you from doing it

Because I think you'll look at me sadly

And then turn away for good

With a soft, "I thought I could trust you."

And you can trust me, really

Trust me to not say a word to anyone

Even as my heart screams that I'm a terrible friend

I am guilty of holding back

And I am guilty of being scared

I want to tell someone something, anything

I want to save you from this path somehow

But other, braver people are doing that

And I'd only get in the way

So I'll be your friend for as long as I can

To show you that someone cares

Because no matter how awful your family is

And no matter how much you weigh

No matter how many people hate you

I will always be here for you

I can't hate you, there's no way

Other people agree with me on that

So don't tell me you're alone in this

Because believe me, you aren't alone at all