Inside the Mind of a Cutter

Aw, my skin looks so delicate.
so why do i keep slicing a blade through it?
aw, look at my arm

Now I'm writing my name
I'm scraping away
playing tic tack toe
look, there the blood goes

the pain is such a rush for me
tomorrow I'll where no sleeves
so the whole world will see
i hope no one will worry for me

its just a game
I'm no different
I'm exactly the same
i hope no one calls me insane

but if so then next time I'll just slice through my vain.

I would really appreciate if anyone would take the time out to leave a comment or vote.