Its both your fault
why i feel this way
theres no one to turn to except my wrists
a blade dug deep
tears and blood
what do you except
I'm wanting to die
every little more every day
its all i ever think of
some one told me to block you two out
but theres no Way i can
death is waiting to take me
but i have to do something first
just to cut the right spot deep anothe.
{sorry people this is not my best but the feelings i have bottled up isnt always rhymes