Its Just Me*Mandz

You can see the scars that lay upon my wrists
Most of than are deeper than I wished
Knives, hands, razors, any sharp tools
To commit a crime that seems so cruel

What you think I can just stop on the dot
Well sorry to tell you but this has got me caught
The blood, the wounds,the cuts, the scars and sores
All I want is so many more

Is it really that hard to comprehend
I want to live no more, I want my life to end
I'm so hurt and get tore apart everyday
But when I am happy people find a way to take it away

Well let my cuts get deeper. let the roses fall
Six feet under and my picture on the wall
Thank all the people who tore me apart
I have my razor and my heart stops