No one really understands her
She’s a question without an answer...
The wretched cries in the night
That seem to pierce my ears...
How can you say you know me
If you can't even see my pain...
Depression eats away my sanity
As the knife looks better each day...
I sit at the edge of the bed
As darkness begins to appear...
There was a long point in my life
Where I sat on the borderline...
Dear Cutter,
I am your escape...
If you could only imagine
living day after day...
The world is black and white
There is a heaven and a hell...
When words became screams
And actions turned into fights...
Another 17 candles wasted
On just another lost soul...
What do they know
and why should she care...