Ive helped people, and people have helped me, but now it's gotten out of control.

Baby, you didn't just hurt me...you Killed me..

Love, just another form of suicide

I cry for you, i cut for you, but you do nothing for me

Drawings are great, you dont need a paper or pen, all you need is a knife and some skin..

Friends will bail you outta jail, but best friends will be there by your side and say...he!! that was fun, lets do it again!!

I may look happy on the outside, but if you felt how i felt on the inside then you'd understand..

As i sit here, knife in hand, i wonder what would the world be without me? just another thing of the past?

Take this razor and sign your name across my wrist so everybody knows you left me like this...

I Never meant to hurt you, i thought i was only hurting myself.