My life isn't worth living
I feel I can't breath
why can't I be happy
not to think about cutting today
I think about the sweet blade
as the tears keep coming
should I fight them off
lie and say I'm OK
or should I let them run down my face
if only you knew
what you do to me
and how sweet it seems
to abuse myself physically
I know you didn't think to highly
of any cutters
but sill I want to cut everyday
but like most I can only tell myself
why can't you understand me
why can't you believe it
I didn't cheat or lie to you
not only because i love you
because i can't live without you
*I'm sorry I couldn't write this to well, cant think of the right words to say*
