This is an addiction I never should have started,
I cut even when I'm not broken-hearted...

Things were going good thought I might actually be...
I had finally stopped cutting I had taken control...

Theres this girl I know
I see her everyday...

She cuts scars upon her wrist she cuts them so...
she feels the blood start to seep...

I understand that Scissors can beat Paper,
and I get how Rock can beat Scissors...

These words I say,
express my soul...

I'm no where near perfect. I eat when I'm bored, I...

I hate myself,
and the stupid choices I make...

My cuts are just getting worse,
Its so hard in this life i just wanna burst...

I am a poet writing of my pain.
I am a person living a life of shame...

This is the only love song I've composed,
Its because of you and everyone knows...

She was at an all time low,
but what she was about to do she didn't even know...