I'm like a piece of glass
Ill stay strong
won't break
until the pressure is too much
I crack
And  hit my breaking point, 
shattering me into millions of pieces
Leaving me completely broken,
helpless
I put on a fake smile
gluing pieces of myself back together
And after a while
i might start believing i'm fine
I over reacted
All those scars on my wrist
are my  past
My depression isn't real
But once cracked,
i  will always be damaged
On the outside,
no one  notices
unless they look closely
Closely at pieces completely gone
Closely at cracks getting bigger
Closely at the glue giving away
the only hope I had left
i shatter for the last time
Do i fight?
Do i end it all?
It might be a long road to complete recovery
But remember,
one small crack
Can lead to disaster
Either you disappear forever
or make yourself new again