You hurt yourself so much
u cut, u bleed, u hurt
the depression and anger
you take out on yourself
takes me back to the question
was any of it your fault,
was it your fault?
my love.. the people
who love you so much
doesn't that count?
shouldn't that count?
you use anything u can
anything to hurt yourself
why put yourself through this pain
not knowing, how much pain
you put others around you
when u try to make yourself
feel better, through the comfort
of something shiny..
something sharp.
u tell me that u love me
more than anything in this world
but, if i told you to stop
would you listen to me?
would u listen..
