Now bleeding I see black
And crying I see red...

Did you know that i cry while i tear the bloody...

You had to go away for a while,
left me scared and alone...

I'm killing myself,
in every possible way...

I go to a crappy school,
with shit ideas of what's cool...

If you can read this poem,
would you pray for my soul...

If you can read this,
would you pray for my soul...

(this is actually a song i wrote)
Tears are the most beautiful things, they're like...