I have a blade and i want to use it
to get away from all this shit...

From day one i can see
all the feelings that you had for me...

You yell at me
you wonder whats wrong with but cant you see...

You make fun of me
im gross disgusting, and nasty...

I cut every night
to try and end this fight...

You tell me the things i need to do
just to be liked by you...

I carry a blade with me
in only a place the i can see...

They seached my locker
and found a shocker...

They tell me to stop eating
stay away from feeding...

I have a good friend
shes like my sister...

I look at my sceadual and start to see
his name but how can that be...

My little girl hung herself
there was something going on in her mind...