X Marks the Spot

Crawling through my veins,
Mocking my self doubt.
I crave that feeling of pain,
I want it much more now.

Begging to seep doubt,
Taunting all my shame.
I no longer wonder how,
I'm always the one to blame.

I make myself sick,
I cant stand to see this face.
I dread my reflection,
There's got to be another way.
I pull myself down,
In order to not get hurt.
Why does it cause pain,
Every time I have to learn?

X marks the spot,
The scars are on my wrist.
I no longer hold hope,
I no longer wish.

Nothing seems worth it,
I've finally given up.
It's more than I can handle,
I've finally had enough.

I make myself sick,
I cant stand to see this face.
I dread my reflection,
There's got to be another way.
I pull myself down,
In order to not get hurt.
Why does it cause pain,
Every time I have to learn?

I make myself sick,
I cant stand to see this face.
I dread my reflection,
There's got to be another way.
I pull myself down,
In order to not get hurt.

Oh why does it cause pain,
Each time I need to learn?