I am still waiting for my day
The day where I can understand your pain
The day when you will stop your crying
Please don’t shout
I am trying to sort this out
Still I sit and still I wait
For these crimson tears to stop drowning me out
Still I wish and still I hope
That this blade I use
Will stop hanging about
Have you ever wondered
What it would feel like to be happy
What it would feel like to smile
And what it would feel like to not have these scars planted on your arms!!!
These scars they show you the physical pain
The pain of being depressed
But inside these scars like inside my soul
There is a deeper meaning to what you see
So still I am waiting for the day
Were the sky will be blue and the grass will be green
The colors I am seeing now, they are grey and white
These Dull colors surround me
I want to see the sun
I want to smile a smile that’s true
I want to have an unscarred arm
I want a heart that does not bleed
Bleed the blood from my crimson wounds!!
