Drip, drip, drip
sounds just like rain...

I gaze into the mirror
searching for something i shall never find...

Same poem just with slight edit in the layout...
I live the life of a cutter...

Standing all alone
Borderline-almost there...

Thers nothing left to do now
I've already said goodbye...

I couldn't conjure a tear
For you...

I'm going through my own shit
please don't try to help...

Silver and beautiful
yet looks better dressed in red...

How do you do this to me
control my every thought...

Fishnets cover my arms
Black polish on my nails...

You took away my freedom
you took away my blade...

Slice open the flesh
let the blood spill...