Broken hearts,
bloody wrists,
life that seems nothing but abunch of sh.it
no one cares,no one knows
what secret I've began to unfold,
i roll up my sleeve and expose
my arms,no cause for too much alarm
I'm a cutter,yes its true, i never thought I'd be one,i thought long and hard
i swallowed my heart and wiped my eyes,
i cut because i don't have the cuts to say good bye,
until my day, i will stay, and cut away,all the bad parts of my days.
