Not an emo kid
my name is just Sid...

Sitting in my room with the music blasted cutting...
i just wanna stand up and scream while i take this...

Cut my wrist
take that puff...

Wow your gone
you really moved on...

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i remember it like it was yesterday, it was a nice...

Yes i will take that next puff
yes i will make that next slit...

Yes, do that slit take that puff my yourself feel...
high as a kite slowly bleeding out of your wrist...

Yes, cry those
crimson tears...

Yes i cut my arm many time today. i don't know...

They've made me
mad I'm ready to...

She sits in her
room staring...

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she got so mad that she ran to her room picked up...