Play with razors
Play with knives...
No, not again
there wasn't much time...
Last night I had a breakdown
all I wanted to do was leave...
Crimson tears, from your wrists
drip down to the page...
People all around her laughing and smiling
one lonely girl sitting in the corner...
(Child rings operator)
Little girl...
Once upon a time,
lived a girl of five...
I've Decided
to die an early death...
Jesus saw that it was time
that he took you up into his kingdom so fine...
Panic fills my head
i look at my wrists...
I wrote this on June sixth
sorry its kinda long...
Frustration grows, the anger shows.
Throw down the pencil...