Cuts and blood
Is what I see
I can't believe what I've done
The cuts are always deep
I sit in the bathroom
And always cry
My life is doomed
I might as well die
My blood drips down
Way off my arm
It doesn't make a sound
It feels so warm
The cuts go up my arm
and some go down my leg
I look so torn
Between life and death
I want out
Out of it all
I want to shout
I throw myself against the wall
I fall to the floor
And start to cry
I hear a knock on the door
And a voice says, "Please don't die."
They tell me to open up
But I don't move
They say they want to help
But there's nothing they can do
So I take my knife
And say one last good bye
Good bye to my life
Because I'm about to die
I take the knife
And jab it in my throat
I finally took my own life
It's the only way I could go
