So quick, so clean.
My only friend.
Never lies, never cheats.
Always there, always ready.
The bloody sorrow streams down my arm.
One lie, one clean cut.
A blade, a knife.
That is all I know.
My truest friends.
Shows me the quick way to go.
Wanting another friend.
But trusting no one.
Another cheater, another quick cut.
Once a cheater, always a cheater.
Who can you trust?
Who really cares?
A blade, a knife.
My best friends.
So swift, so fast.
The pain barely phases me.
I've done this so much.
My life is all cuts.
People wonder, but no one really cares.
No questions asked.
