I'm getting weak
I cant stand looking in the mirror seeing that freak
My body hurts from resisting my temptations
I need to see the blood to feel that sensation
I give up i pull out my shiny blade
I pull it across my skin and look at the mess I've made
My arm cries blood and pain
I look at what i have now gained
I wear long sleeves to hide my marks
My body trembles at the sight of anything sharp
My arm cant resist those bloody cuts
This time I'm keeping my mouth shut
