Don't look at these tears running down my cheeks,
don't look at this knife in my hand,
don't watch as I cut my wrist,
don't tell me to stop
I can't do this, I can't take this anymore,
why don't you want me in your life?
I don't understand.
don't talk to me as if it's all OK,
it's not and it won't even be again.
don't tell me to just go to bed,
don't touch me,
back up
go away leave me alone, come tomorrow I'll be gone.
