With Those Thoughts

Scar upon scar upon scar on my arm,
Just one more mark wont do any harm.
It's not like you'll notice the pen marks in red,
As i sit bleeding, these thoughts in my head.

I just started crying, no reason why,
I decided that i just wanted to cry.
Staring at the ceiling, laying on my bed,
As i sit bleeding, these thoughts in my head.

Kind of wishing, and hoping you'll lay down beside,
Ask me what's wrong, and you'd dry my eyes.
But you never came, maybe cause you're dead,
As i sit bleeding, you're just in my head.

Tear upon tear upon tear in my eye,
I end up dreaming, asking God why?
Why am i crying? And do you know what he said?
Because you sit bleeding, with those thoughts in your head.