Always making excuses
Always living in the shadows
Always lieing to others and yourself
To never know what proud feels like
To never see the sun for what it is
Your always under watchful eyes
Whispers hissing through your ears
And how their gigles sting your spirit
Why must they fracture your heart
And tease your soul
When you've done nothing to them
You scream inside while they torture
You pray before you sleep
For god to end your suffering
But he does not
Then you wake to start a new day
A day of pain, and suffering
A day sorrow and bleeding
This is the way
Cutters live each day





 
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