As i sit in my room, tears run down my face
i look at the blade and my heart slows its pace
i cut deep into my pain, and the blood comes to
its only a matter of time before i am threw
I'm the only one who seems, i cannot live
because no one cares, and my heart just gives
i cut deeper and more blood comes threw
its all thats left and i have nothing to do
so as you read this to yourself, i wish i could tell you this
I'm lost in this world, between the pain and stupid bliss
but its not your fault, so don't even cry
because its my fault i didn't try
so go on with life and try your best
and maybe one day you can stand up high above the rest
