I keep my feelings deep inside me, the feelings that are sad. But they're eating their way out of me slowly, slowly killing me it seems. Slowly convincing me to cut, and do other things. And when I try to fight it or block it out it seems that I don't act like me or feel like it. tonight i think I'm going to let some stress out by myself... It's funny in a sad way because the other day i felt wonderful and since yesterday morning ive felt so sad,