Would you believe me if I told you I cut my skin?
Then threw the razor in a bin?
You probably would
Everyone thinks I'm just a selfish little emo kid
Who just wants attention
Well You're wrong
Do I have to put it in a song
for you to realize
Whats hidden behind my eyes
I cut to feel better
To lose the emotional debt
I build up in my brain
It makes me want to go insane
With every taunt
every whisper
I add a new cut
It's not really what I want
But the cuts take away certain pain
even though there's really nothing to gain
but a scar here and there
That I'd rather keep to prove the truth
Yet I hide them with a sweater
Sometimes just a long sleeved shirt
Hide them from the cause
of all of my misery
The bullies with their weapons
words and fists
to hit me with
Don't try to salvage
what's left of my soul
just live your life
keep going to school
Someday your dreams will come true
and I will be happy for you
while I wallow in guilt
I could've been there too
