Sometimes it hurts so much that I want to give up and die. I see no reason to keep living this lie. The scar's on my body are easy to hide, I just wear long sleeves or stay inside. From the memories I hold I will never be the same. Hiding away, masking my pain, keeping it locked up, it's easier this way. Besides, no one really cares for what they do not see. Ask for help, you'll be labeled insane. No one to turn to. No where is safe. They will lock you up, throw...