I was asked today if I had ever seen a dead person
Well of course I have...
Here's to the people who live for that "it...
The burn, just another sign of destruction...
With a nice dress and a deep blue bow
It's like I'm a puppet in your crazy little show...
As the days go by
Things get harder...
Everyday I stare at that knife
"Just do it"...
As the blade touches her skin
She sits alone in her room lost and scared...
Blood, the sight of it sickens most people
But for me brings a sense of relief...
The tears keep coming
I don't know how much more I can withstand...
I heard blood makes a big cloud
Even just a drop will make the red stand out...
So when you're feeling alone upset broken or...
You pick up the knife and start to carve...
In the worst of times at night in class on a long...
You appear like fireworks in my mind...