You're not the one

You’re not the one who feels like an outcast

You’re not the one who’s haunted by your past

You’re not the one drowning in blood

You’re not the one who has nobody giving a crud

You’re mot the one who’s only friend is silver and shines

You’re not the one whose friend pierces your skin

You’re not the one whose friend leaves red lines

You’re not the one whose friend makes you flinch

You’re not the one addicted to a knife

You’re not the one who can’t deal with life

You’re not the one terrified of love

You’re not the one needing that encouraging shove

You’re not the once slicing your wrists

You’re not the one who’s lives a fucking twist

You’re not the one wishing you was dead

You’re not the one lost inside your head

You’re not the one who barley talks no more

You’re not the one whose life is just a closed door

You’re not the one counting to ten

You’re not the one who does it again

You’re not the one feeling the pain

You’re not the one who is given the blame

You’re not the one whose arms rain

You’re not the one dealing with the shame

You’re not the one trying to go

You’re not the one trying not to show

You’re not the one completely empty

You’re not the one who nobody can empathy

You’re not the one who worries what people say

You’re not the one everyday bowing your head in dismay

You’re not the one fighting everyday

You’re not the one wishing suicide every day.