I Cut, You Scar

I've got nothing to do,
& I'm hurting cause of you,
So I take my knife,
& cut myself so deep,
Then to lay down in my bed
& cry myself to sleep,

I cut my wrists
& watch my blood seep through,
I hope you know it's cause of you,
I slice & dice my skin,
This...this is my sin,

Why can't you just leave me be?
Do you have to lie
& make me want to die?

With this razor blade
I leave scars behind,
Ones that you've designed,
Why can't you see
That your words are hurting me?

Why do I believe what you say,
I know every things not okay.
Why do you tell me what to do?
& why do I listen to you?

I can't help myself
& neither can you,
So don't lie to yourself,
You can't hide whats true,
Don't pretend that you care,
I'm not stupid, Like you..
So f u c k you & there...

~True story..~

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