You ask me what could be so bad?
That is could make me take me life
I'll give ya a little hint
But its gonna end with a dull knife
The blood seeping from my open wounds....
No body wants to help me
I'm crying desperate, take me in
show me love.
the blade thinking for me..
To cut or not to it sent even a choice.
As i bleed grinning ,thinking
hey look what i did
The hurt gets buried farther...
