Daddy the night u left u taught me how to write...
true story: why do some dad's not realize that...

I can hear the cries of the wounded all around me...
Oh, such piercing woeful screams...

The kitchen screams get out, the food screams do...

If I don't want to stop cutting
Why is It so bad...

Hatred for us needs to cease, what did we ever do...

I can't do this anymore,
I know it's pathetic...

Will you hold me in your arms while i fall apart...

I know you're ashamed of me mother
I can see it in your eyes...

Staring at this Blade wishing it were sliding
Staring at my arms wishing they were bleeding...

Yes, I hear voices
Yes, I am sane...

Your the beautiful song flowing from my lips
your the tenderness in a daughters kiss...

Your the truth screaming through my mothers lies
your the lamp that guides me through temptation...