There must be something wrong with me.
I have werid thoughts...

As You have read before i am a cutter.
I have my reasons why i cut maybe it just feels...

Good bye to you.
you have been a a hateful friend...

I walked along today.
thoughts of you were running through my head...

You call me a goth why? because you say thats what...
how do you know i am for all you know i could be...

I try to find the words to say.
i try i just forget about you...