One for the cutter

A slice,
A cut,
Or a little scrape,
that i made with i knife,
Look at that one,
Thats one you made,

You may not have done it physically,
But mentally you did,
You made me a cutter,
I can truly say you did,

Now listen to my story,
And Walk away with tears,
It will re-pay me for what you did,
It will make up for all those years,

You called me names,
And through me to the ground,
You shoved things in my face,
How could you be proud,

Listen to my cries,
And listen to my wines,
You'll get what you deserve,
And i hope you cry,
I think you should,

I'll roll up my sleeves,
And show you what you've cause,
I want you to look at them,
It will give your life a pause,

This ones for being stupid,
and that ones for acting gay,
Oh and theses ones are from your friends,
Later I'll you what they had to say,

You Started the rumors,
And you made me cry,
I'm speaking the truth,
I will not tell you a lie,

So I want you to be the witness,
and tell them what you saw,
Also tell them the reasons,
Why i had to fall,

Say good-bye,
To me,
The cutter about to fly.