The first cut isn’t always the deepest
You promise yourself not ever again.
But then you see yourself going for the blade
Just looking for the perfect escape.
You can’t stay focused nor think straight,
You find yourself again with the razor blade.
Now you’re unstable and not able to eat,
You can’t get up or move your feet.
You’re getting weaker and you don’t mind
Because all you want to do is die.
Little butterfly now you’re gone,
Why has everything gone so wrong?
You were strong but not strong enough,
Now i’m missing you with all my heart,
What have you done?
I’ll promise to stay strong not just for me,
But for us
