Ive sat whit blade on my skin
i hunger my self till i�´ll get thin
tears have run down my chin
i will never let people in
i�´ll make this day the last
i�´ll never remember past
the blood will run from my arm
and all that beauty all that fame, all the charm
everything will disdespair
no longer will i feel pain, happyness, & fear
my stomik is empty still i feel no hunger
i haven't tasted food in a while. and im getting stronger
i dont longer want to eat, but they want to force me
cant they just let me be free
they want to control me just like you
ive lost my trust to them,
�¨theos mother fu¤¤ers are going to sue
but i dont care if they force me, cuz im going to purk it up
like calling my parents are goning to make me stop
dont they get it i just want to die,
i dont really care anymore
i want stop the lie
cant somebody just hold me
hold me while letting me be free
cant any of you people see
letting me die is letting me be free
