I've been crying alot latley, |
As she's breaking down she grabs her razor and she whispers... this time I'm not okay... |
"You say one thing and mean another. You push me around like a stroller and cut me down when you are feeling low. I am tired of this. Hurt someone your own size!" |
I'm dosed |
Don't let my smile fool you; |
I dont know what to say,. |
I'm not my looks or the expressions I make, |
I cut because I hate myself and I hate myself because I cut. |
You think you know me, but you're wrong. You don't know me at all. I don't want to die, I want to escape. |
Flowers to your feet, |