Im just writing to let you know
You are the one Im thinking of...

To my superficial friends, you know who you are,
To you my death would never leave a scar...

I am a cutter, so what, does it look like I care?
It helps keep me alive, get me through my despair...

Bitter dreams and lonely halls,
My nightmares pervade these hollow walls...

I'm sorry that I dissapear,
I'm sorry that I did these things...

The smoke fills my lungs,
The alcohol impairs my judgement...

I was so lost and confused,
Never saw the way...

Pain's sharp bite, it sets me free,
Allowing me self control...

I'm sorry I must go but I'll leave you with this,
For it's you who are one of the few I shall miss...

With scars on my wrists and tears in my eyes,
I hide the pain that I feel inside...

A late night visit in my dreams,
Where nothing else is as it seems...