Now I cry myself,
To sleep...

Why don't you listen,
When we tell you to stop...

I know that you are hurting,
I sometimes see you cry...

As I watch you put,
Your wrist up to the knife...

I hear the door slam,
I hear my daddy yell...

Deep inside my head,
Is where I always hide...

CUTTING Was the way she talked,
With the blood she bled...

Do you ever try,
To fight the urge...

If you have a problem,
Let me see...

I know your life is hard,
I know you're feeling stressed...

Really honey,
What’s the use...

I give up, That's it,
I will try no more...