I have to move along,
And be strong.
Through the right and wrong.
Just asking myself why,
Why our love had to fade ?
Why i have this blade ?
I don't understand.
I see my pain,
Is the blood on my hands.
It drips like the rain.
I cut every night.
Trying to make myself feel right.
Just knowing one day i will finally see the light.
But truly can you see,
what your doing to me ?
