Cutting is harmless

You see the cuts and you think I'm in pain,
I think I'd be better if you even knew my name.

You see me as the girl that sits alone,
Or think I'm the girl who sits by herself at home.

You don't even know why I cut,
So when you try to talk about it all I say is what.

Is that all you want to know,
Why I cut or why I want to go.

Cutting is nothing compared to the pain you cause,
You eat at my heart like the hungry shark jaws.

Cutting doesn't hurt one bit,
And that is why I've turned to it.

It's a harmless "drug" I chose,
It's better than suicide I sappose.

So maybe the next time you see me you wont stop and talk,
Or who know's maybe I wont be able to walk.