Look at me
please donut try...

I smile on the memories
the joys of yesterdays...

Do you remember
when a cut was a major thing...

Grab a blade
Bring it close...

They say I'm sick
that I'm not well...

Tears are streaming down your face
as again you waste away...

My dear friend Mia,
what shall we do today...

Standing alone at the edge of a bridge,
Tears falling down my broken face...

The darkness escading
no escape for the mind...

Tears are streaming down
and she See's she's all alone...

I come home from school
I'm alone yet again...

Feeling hurt, betrayed
yet not saddened by it all...