Guess what, you raised a cutter,
Don't you love it? Ain't it fun...

All alone,
My mind is blank...

Heres to all the cutters,
I saw and felt your pain...

Veins all through my arm,
Gushing constantly...

For all those who cut,
I know just how you feel...

The fightings taking over,
Im losing all control...

Daddy I'm so sorry,
For all the pain I've caused...

Sweet and Insane,
My arm says my name...

You pop a pill
To ease the pain...

I'm not emotional,
I'm not depressed...

My smile's the equivalent,
Of a sick and twisted frown...

This pain is finally fading,
I’ve forced the hurt away...