The blood dripping off my arm
I said i wouldn't do it again
But it gets rid of stress
you think I'm suicidal
you don't understand
I don't want to hurt you
I try my hardest not to
But the pain i feel
Its so real
So i cut my arm
To feel no more
It stops for a wile
I feel ok
But ill do it again
To hide from my pain
It feels so nice
so over and over again
The knife will penetrate my arm
and the CUTS will return
