What good it'll give her to cut a little? To slice a little? What happiness will it give her to make her own soul bleed with fears! One cut is not enough to satisfy a selfish soul, one cut that is deep won't end her miseries! A knife she set as her fate, that soon will lead her to an early grave! A blade that she calls her destiny, now she's doomed to see reality!
Life of a cutter!
Sad but filled with desires!
Desire to die young!
Desire to end her miseries!
Desire to be free from her lonely dreams! A desire to want to fade away, not letting other people know the real her! Knowing everything she does is going to hurt someone!
The life of a cutter isn't fair!
