They did it

The blood wont stop coming,
I cant control it.
Im losing control.
I keep cutting,
Cut, cut, cut,
Scar, scar, scar.

I always look back at the scars,
And ask why someone would do this to me.

They didnt do it to me,
I done it to myself.
But they helped.

They caused me to feel pain.
I dont know how,
I dont know why.
But they did.

I dont know how,
I dont know why.
But they did.
They did it.