1 cut 2 cut 3 cut
4 5 cut 6 cut And
there’s many more
to many To count
and none of them
are Fading away.
What makes me cut
That’s hard to say
but I bet it has
Something to do
with life never Going
my way. The guy
I cant Have my
brother going away
My x best friend
who messed Round
with my boyfriend. The
Fights I have to hear
and my drunken Father
who pretends he cares
Friends who need my
help and Friend who
are never there Or
maybe it just knowing I
Can it’s a choice I can
make In my life. What
ever the reason I don’t
think u really care
