The cuts in my wrist
are growing too deep
pills beyond pills
too many to count
they say i can stop
but they don't know
i can't stop
i hate everything
everything about myself
I'm just a flaw
everything about my life
i hate it
they ask why
they say i have no reason
but they don't even know
have no clue
i need it to stop
but it won't
no one else can help me
because they don't understand
no one ever will
they see me cry
but think its nothing
"she does it everyday"
but one day i won't be here
then what will they say?
