To look back on our past
And relive our memories...

Every night i sit and cry
Wondering why I'd rather die...

I am always mad
i am always sad...

I am a cutter
yes it is true...

Everyone hopes and everyone dreams
Everyone cries and everyone screams...

One day we will all leave this earth
so we must live life for all it is worth...

When people ask why i cut
i say think just a minute...

My scars tell a story
but i warn you this story is quite gory...

To my family
i must leave you...

My mom hates me
My dad doesn't care...

The self injury and the depression is slowly...
The venerated blade is slowly becoming my enemy...

I am the same person
That I've always been...