I sit here and think,
Why did I let you in...

Remember when you were small,
and a cut was nothing at all...

I hate the way we get labeled,
'Emo' i hear them shout and laugh...

The tears stream down my face
As I reminisce on us...

The feeling of self harm is unexplainable,
it doesn't hurt to me anymore...

I'm so empty and confused,
so lost without you...

The night
It brings more pain...

So here we are
stuck between A and B...