Cuts are my outlet.
My only hope...

There's a place inside my heart that no one dares...
where dreams still blossom and grow so freely...

Outside my window,
there is a world of pain...

Dear Mother,
I am who, I am. I am not changing for you. Mother...

I am a writer of poetry.
And I am a friend when you need a hand...

Walking to the golden gates.
Looking at the ground nothing...

He pissed me off,
I would cut...

People look at us as if we're
an unmatched pair of shoes...

I love you, but do you really love me?
We fight all the time how can we ever be dating...

I began to cut when you left me I didn't know what...
I started with a blade and ended with pain...

I think about you and the tears
Just start rolling down and I...

You left.
It seemed like over night...