Little by little,
Thought by thought,
I try to relinquish,
All the pain life brought,
with emotional abuse,
I become a poor girl,
Who's just confused,
I don't know wrong from right,
And I cry every night,
I guess you can say I'm bad,
But it's not my fault, I'm just sad,
I lock myself in the bathroom,
And cut my wrists,
And I can't believe I'm doing this,
But it cures all my pain that I gained,
It's all from love, and the neglect,
I'm just your average reject,
This is my life, and who I am,
My problem is, I don't trust them.
