I love you but your blind,
you cannot see me...

When you hold that knife,
and slice into your skin...

How can they not see the scars?
i hate this so much...

When your world has colasped on you,
when you get kicked when your down...

I kissed you,
people say you like me...

When your best friend,
your favourite knife...

Cut the tube
tape it to the pipe...

It doesnt take long to learn
the tone in your voice...

I thourght i had escaped you for good,
but then you come right back again...

In the photo on my wall,
we were all smiling...

This feeling that im feeling
good or bad i just dont know...

I sit here alone
im in a few minds...