You see me cut, you see me bleed.
You say you care, you say please stop that addicting need.
You see the red dashes on my arm grow overnight just like seeds.
I'm sorry but I don't think that i can stop this tedious deed.
I see you hurt, cry, and plead.
Even though every slice is like more joyful glee.
I promise i will stop for thee(and me).
