All the pain I have inside me makes me sad
I can't erase the pain I've had
You make me do the stuff I do
If only you knew what you make me go through
The memories of it all and the pain is so great
Now I just can't help it but be filled with hate
I snuck a knife out from the kitchen one night
And held onto it very tight
Tears started to fall from my face
I knew I just wanted out of this place
I thought of the things that could happen if I did it
Then with one quick move, my wrist was slit
As I watched the blood flow down to the floor
I knew at least I couldn't feel the pain anymore
Doing it didn't hurt me at all
I lived through that day it was a close call
The next day I kept my wrist covered
I did not want my new scars to be discovered
It's so hard to stop I've tried and I've tried
It helps me deal with all the tears I've cried
It makes all the pain I have just disappear for a while
All I do is cover my scars and pretend like my life is worthwhile...
