1/2 a Second

You tell me that you will be there you tell me that you love me,

I try to tell you about the cuts that leave me with 1/2 a second,

I try to tell my parents, my friends and all my teachers,

They all just look at me and say tell me they don\'t care,

This 1/2 a second I have left I want to share with you,

Yet you will not be there because all you can think about is your hair,

The blood is dripping fast I can\'t get it to stop,

So if my parents ask you I said I had to go,

My life was full of hatred and my fingers are so numb,

What could of been a life time turned into 1/2 a second,

I blame it on the world I blame it on the drugs,

But most of all I blame it on you seeing how you only care about your hair.