Dear cutter,
Just a scapegoat for the miserable
and unhappy in life
Not worth what it would have cost
to stop me from being here
Can\'t pretend that i don\'t see it
Want to start again but i can\'t go
Too much here holding me down
But these are the things i would die
Just to let go of
So just tell me you dont love me
I don\'t care
Tell me you never have
its vengance worth my tolerance
and i\'ll keep on acting like i dont care
But i promise you i\'ll feel everything
But i will always love yew
Your broken heart
p.s i promise i\'ll mend in time and that the scars will heal
your wrists will bleed out my pain in the very end
