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by Josiah Larson Jun 16, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My life is nothing new and every slash is a scar I know you hate the blood that drips down my arm But it helps me remember the pain that I was put through No one can let me be if they use there brain they'd know it makes me feel so blue I know they will agree so don't complain and I am not going to argue I don't care what you said my heart is still going to bleed I think you would of agreed Lets not keep this game going because every game has a end so don't pretend as if your my friend So leave me be and you shall see so don't be angry leave me here to cut my small little gut So heres what I have to say please let it be my way and you shall see that this I want it to be and I need you to go away So I may be left alone to keep up what I do best unlike the rest I hate past but I know these Scars shall remind me Of what to do and what not to do