Sitting alone on the beach,
Watching the sun as it sets...

Slashes on my leg...
Take my life I softly beg...

I could think of 1,000 things that would be...
1,000 things that arn't the same...

If things were different I wouldn't like you
If things were different I wouldn't worry about...

Tears fall from my eyes,
down to my cheeks...

She cried her heart out every night
Always prayed, for her life to turn out right...

Laying here crying..
thinking about dying...

She told me on that Thursday night...
Trying not to cry, that took all my might...

Looking out into the cold..
I remember when I was told...

The blood is quickly flowing fast
As I sit and wonder...

Sitting there holding her
As tears fill his eyes...

Freshly Cut, Can not breathe, cutting puts my mind...
they see my wounds, no one asks...