When we are at school
Waiting out side for the busses
You all make fun of the emo kids
And how they are "whatever" for cutting them selfs,
But you guys have no clue
How bad I feel,
Because I know what they are going through
Because by the time i get home
I start on my wrists too
Which is awesome because i no longer slump in doom
The pain is taken away...maybe for a minute, maybe for a day
But when I go back to school
When I look at you i pray you find the slits i have too
Not for attention not just for fun
Because I know my life isn't done
I don't want to end it, even though it's not fair
Because I know I could be so much more... If only somebody else cared
