I cut myself to see the blood,
& see things that no one ever does.
He yells alot, I dont know why,
just enough to make one cry.
I hear thigs no one should,
I would stop him if I could.
I dont know why I was given this life,
just to cut it away with a knife.
I tryed it once, to take my life away,
I asked myelf, \"Why should I stay,\"
I dont know why, but thats what I call......Life
