Hey i kno your sorry for wat you did
I kno i have no room to be mad at you cuz theres somethings i did
It just hurts when eeryone i love is doing stupid things
My life is just f***** up and all the stupid memories it brings
My friends are trying to heal the broken hearts
but its just like gambling to win a game of cards
I know its a stupid thing but thats the only way i can hopefully win
I slit my wrists even though it is a horrible sin
You are my big bro and i care about you alot
but look at all the pain to you i have brought
im worried as hell about you
just cuz people laugh you off doesnt mean i will do it too
i kno you may not care about me
but please help me, dont let this pain i cause myself be
i dont wanna do this anymore
cuz it is getting old and a big bore
But its a habbit i cant seem to stop
as all of my blood begins to drop
my parents fight say its my fault
they hurt my feelings bad enough like the slits on my wrist covered in salt
hearing all the yelling i will cry back in my room
hopeing and praying it will be over soon
i often wonder why i carry all of this guilt
when its them thats helped me put up all these walls i have built
since im living in a war that i call home
never know where to turn for shelter from the storm
Mat i dont think you really care
But i kno this isnt really that fair
I love you like the brother i never had
But Mat having you for my only brother im also really glad.