I lie here all alone,
With a scissors in my hand,
Thinking of what you've done to me,
Wishing you'd understand.
I listen to this sad song,
That reminds me so much of you.
Thinking how am I supposed to be happy,
Knowing that forever we are through?
I let the tears roll down my cheeks,
On to a picture of you and I.
Wishing I felt the way I look in this photo,
Instead of having these reasons to want to die.
Feeling so lonely, feeling so hurt,
I slit your initials on my skin.
Yes, you mean this much to me,
Although you're killing me from within.
There's nobody else I care more about.
I now have nothing to give.
Why don't I just end it all?
This lost life that I must live.