Nightdreamare

Sleeping inside of a dream.
i begin to repeat it over and over.
then i finally fall asleep.
not knowing what i will begin.

it was a nightmare.
no one seems to care.
i woke up with hurting on my wrists.
i woke up with pain so deep.

i had to check them over and over.
to make sure the scars weren't there.
to make sure i was really crazy.
I'm not crazy i am psycho.

here i am at a place.
filled inside a white room.
the glasses are plastic.
no one understands you.

they tell you stories about the past.
but do they really know.
one person cut there leg off.
one person cut there finger off.

one person broke off there veins.
black and blue marks.
turning to a yellowish color.
the tears fall from there eyes.

yeah there stupid to do it.
but we are all more stupid to think it.
we are the ones who do it.
not because a damn disease says it.

but my dream is much more.
i can say that now.
because I'm not sleeping.
but this is not fair.

these images come to my head.
over and over once again.
knifes has sharp as razor blades.
the blood shatters off my arm.

spots all over the wall.
they say i was safe.
they say i was OK.
but look at me my own dearly one.

I'm cover in blood.
I'm naked on the floor.
i turn blue in a heartbeat.
and i now know what is going on.

i wake up from this nightmare.
i make it up from a care.
would you actually give it as a dare.
i know i would.

yeah I'm a psycho.
yeah I'm a loser.
yeah I'm a sl.ut.
yeah I'm a cutter.

i made my wrists numb.
i made my mind infected.
now look at me.
having these dreams of insanity.

i hate you.
i hate them.
i hate me.
for being of what you have to see.