These feelings i carve deep into my skin
The rush of blood falls form my wrists
They land in a puddle on the floor
I just CANT stop
The cutting frees my heart
It may be only for a few moments
But the cut is well worth it
No one cares what I feel
They all just label me "c.r.az.y."
which make my emotions build up more
Until the next tiem i carve into my skin
