Cutting my wrists, hoping to die,
Can't wait to get home, so I can cry,
wanting to get away,
letting myself go,
Seeing them all so happy and glad,
while i sit at home just cutting my hand,
One cut there is another one here,
Which leads me to letting you all hear my fears,
you say to count to 10,3 times,
to calm down and tell my lies.
But i will never let you hear my lies,so here i will just sit and cry.
I start to count to 10 but i get to 2, and the cutting begins.
Line by line they start to show,
So i hide my arms under all my clothes.
My friends all think I'm a flawless princess,
But really I got my endless flaws,
where I sit at home with horrible thoughts,
I sit there and no one hears,
the razor killing all my fears,
and showing all my tears.
