So many of you out there
Are crying every day
I know all the excuses
And cutting's just a way
To take depression, set it free
So once again you can smile
But now it's become more serious
My scarred and bloodstained child
I understand why you do it
You know I do it too
All these emotions that I'm feeing
Are certainly nothing new
But it scares me when I see them
Those cuts upon your arms
I see what we've become
A nation of self-harm
