You were always there
To guide me through the dark...

Here is a poem, for a girl
Who lived behind her lies...

She sat there in class
Knowing what she had to do...

Have you ever wondered why I do it
Why I make my own pain...

Lonely nights alone
With just me and my blade...

I'm tired of living in a world
Where no one understands...

Can't you see the obvious
That the soul inside of me...

Take a look into their souls
And tell me what you see...

Why do I gotta deal with the pain
And everything happens bad...

Why do you do the things you do?
Why do you cause me pain...