I am not sick
This wound's not yet infected
Don't even begin to think
That this cut is for you
It'll never be for you
And that's the truth
I am doing just fine
Can you see the red sparkle down my spin?
This story's getting old now
You walked away but you watched me hit the ground
But this fresh wound is not for you
It was never for you
Wait, why can't I feel any pain
You're gone and I don't feel anything
Not even as I open my skin
Inflicting the suffering
But don't think you're special enough to kill me inside
You weren't even worth the tears that I cried
Because what I do to myself will never be for you
It's because of them that I do what I do
I am only sick