i dont like myself beacuse
the way i hurt my body
therse so many cuts and brusies
i dont understand why i have 2 do it
my arms r so ugly ang scarred
when i walk by every one ......points and stairs
that makes me feel so bad
that feeling i cant control
it talkes over my body
when it happens i no wut 2 do
i carry the blade with me
in class i ask 2 be excused
i go 2 the bathroom and look the door
i have 2 hurry...someone might come
when i cut i become none
all the blood fills my arm
the sink is now red
i rence it out so no one sees
i get a paper towel 2 my arm....tight
stoop tyhe bleeding on my armoits just like doing coke and meth
its so addicting
but it feels so good
my friends think im crazy
i try 2 stop but i just cant
the pain drives me insane
if i dont i go crazy
wherenn can i go 2 escape this harshh harsh world
i cut 2 escape but when i cut i cant quit
no matter wat i do!