To live is to die

My scars are my rewards
my sanity still remains
My laughters echos the halls
as i play with knifes against my veins

I'm crazy to whom think
I need help others do say
I bet you don't wish to die
every single minute of the day

i don't care what u think
because your nothing to me at all
you'll never see behind my mask
my scars keep me standing tall

your words of worry
for me are praise
Ill sometimes bleed
for endless days

someday soon
i know this will end
but that day will come with tears
for my cuts will never mend

this is my letter
of death and grief
to live is to die
is my own belief