I DO NOT own any of the Dragon Ball Z characters - Just this story

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I've been asked many a times why I cut. I've never said before and changed the subject but know its time I thought I should say, its quite simple really I need to know I can still feel. I need to know I'm still alive under my skin. I need to see proof, because I feel dead inside.

No one ever asks where I got the cuts. I know they see them, but they don't respond to them. How could they not see them? My arms are covered in scares and sometimes fresh cuts, as are bits of my legs.

So how could they not respond? They do not care.

They don't understand how hard it is to stop. It's not like it is a light you can turn on and off. They just don't get it, I try to stop. But I'm just to far-gone to care anymore. All I need right now is love, I need to know people are there for me throughout the time. I need some one to talk to when I'm down. Not some one to tell me what not to do. Or some one who goes 'yea ok what ever' and brushes it a side with out even thinking about it or registering it. I want to be there for you, but in return I need you there for me. I need some one to make me feel again.