For You

Taking a shower,
I cannot resist,
I look at the scars,
Left on my wrist.

I ask myself "why?"
Just for a stupid boy,
Who I cut for,
Who for myself, I destroyed.

A simple boy,
Who destroyed my world,
And thought of me,
As "just another girl."

We went out,
For four sorry days,
I don't know what went wrong,
What made us go our separate ways.

I was broken,
I was torn,
I wished that I,
Was never born.

You hurt me bad,
And made me cry,
Then I felt,
Like I would die.

So cutting's what I turned to,
And watched the blood pour,
I watch the blood stop,
As my arm goes sore.

The cuts go numb,
And I feel no pain,
So I decide,
To cut again.

Two cuts on my leg,
Three cuts on my arm,
For just a simple boy,
To myself, I do self-harm.

But I still love him,
No matter what,
And I guess for him,
I'll always cut.

I look at all my cuts,
Whenever I feel blue,
And I think to myself,
I did this......cuz of you.