I have to ask you something
Why do you judge me...

You said you loved me
You said you care...

I flirt with you
but you still don't know...

Sitting in the park
looking at the sky...

My dear aunt Karen
i know you will go...

AS I stare at the knife
I think about things...

People like to bug me
People like to stare...

I realize that I'm not great
I'm not pretty or thin...

Sitting in a corner
In my quiet place...

I wish someone would notice me
I wish someone would care...

Death, gore
cuts, blood...

You were perfect for me
you made me feel loved...