Why cant i stop this
my blade-my only friend...
Where have you been these past ten years
I have been so afraid...
Locked up in a cell
all alone can you tell...
No one cares
I could die and not be noted...
My eyes are wet
my hands all shaky...
Sit in the corner,
lost to the world...
It's early in the morning
They sky still dark outside...
I'm sad but you don't know it.
I'm angry but won't show it...
Who am i joking
I'm crying inside...
I crawl into my bed at night
And curl up in the covers tight...
You cut your wrist and watch it bleed,
the pain you want, yes you succeed...
Every scar on my wrist tells a story of my past,
how i was upset and didn't want to last...