Im sick of my boring life,
And thats when i brought out my darling knife,
Cut away the pain,
Let it wash away by the pouring rain,
Till the next day,
Where I do it all over again

Each day I pray that I don't wake the following morning!!!

Raise your hands and use them, beat me black and blue, Make bruises that will scar me, for I have just scarred you, Drown me in the water and let me fade away, For I have sunk your every dream and for that I must pay!

Make me cut whatch me bleed close my eyes and make me see take my hand and hold my heart kiss me one last time as i slowly fall apart

Burn in the light, die in the darkness.

My dream boy doesn't exist
At the age of 5 he slit his wrists

A locked door, a rusty razor, a towel stained with red. A folded note, a broken mirror, and a young girl lays there dead. Their emotions tangle, the room begins to swirl. She was mommy's perfict angel and daddy's little girl.

Why cant my life be simple, why cant i be free, you no its time to end it all, suicide is for me

Couldn't you feel it, couldn't you see, the only knife that is making me bleed...... is the one you gave to me.

i couldn't take it... I couldn't cry... so i took the knife... just so i could die.