It saddens me that this is my sorrow
To never anticipate or want tomorrow
Each night I cut to release my pain
Each droplet of blood lost,what is my gain?

The knife it awaits under my bed
Yet it is always in my skin,my thoughts,my head
My garbage can filled with bloody tissues
Each one a reference for my issues

My tears they fall from my eyes so often
I wish my pain would only soften
It is so sharp it cuts me deep
As blood spills I drop my head and weep

The beings around me,they never notice
To them I'm a happy,blooming lotus
They carry on so careless and free
If only they knew how much it hurts to be me

I am not living,I am one dead
Countless tears of mine have been shed
I am the greatest pretender you'll ever meet
You'll never know I cut,I cut,again repeat

Do not care for me,I have no worth
I wonder if this was my fate from birth
I cannot stand to wait for my natural end
And my release from this unforgiving Earth
 
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