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by Shaw Nov 23, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You wouldn't think; Cutting is the way You think its crazy; And insane But if you was inside my mind Then you might understand all the pain? Every time i cut; And see blood It takes all my pain away; Free Just don't look at me different Its what is in my heart; Apart of me I do it to be free from this agony That grows inside my dieing heart And without the blade and blood I would fall; Desperately apart The scars show the strength Maybe it is a sign of the weak But just please look from my view Before you judge me; as a freak Take a look at my life Yes it may seem perfect; and fine But if you listened to me heart And heard what was said in my mind You'd know how id feel And maybe you'd answer to a knife So when i draw blood; Don't think bad Just try and be in my mind and life