Many people see my scars as curses
But in my world they are things of Beauty
Many people see my Razor and wonder how she does it
But the rush i feel when i cause myself harm makes my body shiver.
I cut myself and watch the wounds get deeper
I don't try to hide them
They are for the world to see
I cant promise that i wont stop cutting
Its been so long now its just a part of me
I don't care if these scars don't heal
