I want, i need, i cut, i bleed,
my life makes me cry and all i want to do is die.
when ppl look at me they think im happy and free.
but how can that b when all i do is cut and bleed its the only thing that makes me feel safe inside but of coarse im just known to hide. when i think about it all
its just me i want i need i cut i bleed i want to die inside