MAYBE i`M WORTH iT.

SO i KNOW SHE`S PRETTiER THAN ME,
SHE`S ALL THE THiNGS i CANNOT BE.
THESE CUTS iN MY ARM ARE GROWiNG DEEPER,
BUT i PROMiSE YOU i AM A KEEPER.

JUST PLEASE DON`T HURT ME;;DON`T MAKE ME CRY,
EVEN THOUGH SOMETiMES i FEEL i SHOULD DiE.
i CAN iMPROVE;;i`LL MAKE MYSELF BETTER,
THESE TEARS ARE MAKiNG EVERYTHiNG WETTER.

i BRAKE MY MiRROR && REACH FOR A SHARD,
KEEPiNG ALL THESE THiNGS iNSiDE iS GETTiNG HARD.
BUT BABY YOU CAN`T LEAVE ME FOR ANYONE ELSE,
i JUST HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO LOVE MYSELF.

i KNOW i`M NOT PERFECT && i NEVER WiLL BE,
SHE`S PERFECT-GORGEOUS SO MUCH BETTER THAN ME.
BUT i PROMiSE YOU i`M SOMETHiNG WORTH KEEPiNG,
THROUGH MY SLEEVE THiS BLOOD WiLL NEVER STOP SEEPiNG.

SO CAN`T YOU JUST TAKE A BiG CHANCE ON ME,
THEN MAYBE;;JUST MAYBE YOU CAN FiNALLY SEE.
COME TALK TO ME && BE WiTH ME;;COME SiT,
POSSiBLY YOU COULD SEE THAT MAYBE i`M WORH iT...