I found the card I wrote to you
In the back of my desk draw...

Dear Cutter
You may think it is stupid...

I look in the mirror
And I hate what looks back at me...

I have so many things to tell you
Though I dont know how to say...

Watching carefully
Making sure no one is there...

I cannot fix my broken wings
They are damaged beyond repair...

Dirty
No bother washing...

Skin stretched over bones
Like lollies in there wrapper...

I only let my tears out
When Im in the rain...

I loved you
And you broke my heart...

Numb
Im empty...

When the razor pierces me skin
And the blood comes flowing out...