I did it again
Drew my own blood
Because I've got nowhere to go
And nowhere to run

I knew life would get harder
And the going get rough
But not once did I ever realize
It was going to be this tough

Nowadays nothing goes right
And everything gets worse
I try to be optomistic
Just to hide all my hurt

So I picked up the knife
And let the blade cut my skin
Out flowed my blood
Along with some pain from within

I've ran out of options
And choices too
No one can help me
Not even you
 
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