Scared arm

Will I always be worthless in your eyes
Will I ever be good enough
I know that you have forgot about the times you made me cry
but it´s all I´m thinking of
I always pay for your mistakes
and you get me so bad
I´ll do anything, if that´s what it takes
not to make you so angry and mad
So once again I curl up in my bed
my body is weak from all the bruises you made
my bed is stained with the blood I bled
earlier when I took out my blade
Do you love making me feel so small
with your hand print on my face
when you push me up against the wall
I wish I could be in another place
Because of you I wish to die every day
and sometimes I just want to kill you
but some day I´ll make you pay
yeah, that´s what I´ll do
Until then I´ll continue with my self-harm
and keep your insults inside
I´ll cut in my already scared arm
and then with long sleeves I hide.

Copyright 2005 - Sabrina Stelmach