Why Did i get out of bed at all
My blood flows from the cut on my wrist
Its on the floor and walls
The pain i feel is such sweet bliss
I still have strength to live
No one credits me for staying here
I tore my heart up and tossed it into the wind
No sun in my sky
No love in my eye
Only wrist to razors
I'm so weak just screw it
I GIVE UP!!!!