A Measure of PRIDE?

For my sister: who has always been there for me in the worst form.

 I laugh when I want to cry.

It's just to hide the pain inside. 

But when you tried to leave,

I admit, I was terrified.

 

I thought I loved you, 

But now I'm not sure.

You don't understand

The pain I endure.

 

You always say you hate me. 

You always wish me bad. 

You always make me hate myself.

You're PROUD you made me sad?

 

So I cut my arms with flimsy blades, 

Hoping that it's not in vain. 

You still take pride in knowing 

I do it in your name. 

 

I bear all of the days.

I try to numb the pain.

But only for a second, 

And then it's back again... 

Author's Note

Just opinions please.

Reviews

[TheActOfRandomness(:]

I really like it, its sad though.
My favorite part is when you said
" I thought I loved you,
But now I'm not sure.
You don't understand
The pain I endure."
Really Good Write! :D

[Sharkapillar]

Powerful, and I like the flow and stuff, yeah...im not in a critique mood, so....yeah....
Good job, Bubbles