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by sandra Jan 23, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You just don't understand me You don't understand the pain I feel Everyday it a living hell It all just feels to real My wrists are scared and bleeding My heart it is the same You don't know what to think of me My life is not a game You can't play with my emotions And you can't tell me what to do You always get me mad And I never take it out on you I go home and shut my door And hope my parents are gone I get out the knife, begin to cut And put on a sad song When the blood pours out of me I feel just like I should I bleed all of my pain away And for a second my life is good I don't mind the stinging I don't mind that pain I give I just want you to leave me alone I just want you to let me live