Nothings stopping me but myself now,
I'm staying after school,
and i know perfectly well where to get the glass.
its behind a store about five minutes away,
Ive been there before,
i have the scars on my arms.
I'm thinking about it,
the want,
the NEED.
i just want to see some blood,
and picking my old scabs isn't enough anymore.
i don't know why.
but i have a doctors appointment today and I'm afraid that if he sees then hell put me in the hospital...
again...
all i want to do is see a little blood...
all my friends are giving up on me you know,
and I'm tired of feeling left out from them,
especially my best friend.
but i guess she has to protect herself,
just like my ex.
they all have to protect themselves from me,
and i think i know why.
they just cant take it anymore.
thieve stuck by me all year,
and now its time for then to let go...
maybe i should move on.
but that sounds ridiculous.
but all i want to do is watch the blood trickle down my arm...
yeah... i think ill do it...
