its from my quizilla account, i'm rainingwaterfall over there, i did not steal this, its mine, i just changed the name from 'jenny' to 'jenny the cutter' because the title was to short
                              no one ever bothered
                              to look closely at her
                              they never saw
                              the scars on her arms
                              they never saw
                              when she broke the sharpener
                              she asked for a band-aid
                              but that was after
                              after she'd used it
                              to cut herself
                              no one noticed jenny
                              no one knew her
                              i was the only one that saw her
                              she cut 
                              she yelled
                              she screamed
                              she cried
                              no one noticed
                              aside from me
                              i was the only one
                              that bothered to look
                              the pain she hid
                              worse than mine
                              we took solace
                              we knew that we weren't alone
                              we both had shit for a life
                              we grew closer as time progressed
                              then we grew apart
                              jessice started it all
                              she blamed you for the rumos
                              the ones she spread about me
                              i knew it was a lie
                              you woldn't do that
                              we grew distant
                              then we figured it out
                              it was becuas of her
                              that we'd grown so distant
                              you're cutting increased
                              you started wearing more sleeves
                              i did my best to disctract you
                              i got you addicted on chewing gum
                              mint gum becuame your drug
                              you stopped cutting
                              and you started on the gum
                              the horrid mint gum
                              we both loved mint gum now
                              that was one happy ending
                              you stayed alive
                              our friendship prevailed
                              you stopped cutting
                              you didn't leave me
                              four years later and we are still
                              the best of friends 
                              even though
                              you have your group
                              and i have mine
                              that doesn't mean
                              we can't hang out 
                              no one ever noticed you
                              i knew that feeling
                              my mother never noticed me
                              and you had no friends
                              we fit toghether 
                              we have so much in common...
                              don't let her do it again
                              don't let something stupid...
                              that stupid rumor...
                              come through our friendship again
                              friends forever till the end Jenny
                              that is a promise we 
                              are both keeping
                              when your mom died of cancer
                              i was there for you
                              just like you were there for me
                              everyone loved her tamales
                              i don't know how to make one
                              but i hope 
                              in whatever afterlife exists
                              the ingredients are there
                              so that when we die
                              there will be big plates
                              plates full of your momes tamales
                              waiting just for us
                              just like she always made
                              we've made new friends
                              we've kept them close
                              until the end
                              but don't be sad Jenny
                              the end will come for all
                              but our deaths will take us 
                              to where your mom is
                              with plate overflowing 
                              with her tamales
                              yum yum
                              death will be tasty
                              but there will be other food
                              to eat while still here
                              the tamales will be desert
                              after long lives well lived
                              you stopped cutting 
                              becuase you made friends
                              friendship heals everything
                              i hope nothing comes beetween us
                              i don't want to loose your friendship
                              i'll do whatever i have to 
                              in order to keep it
                              wait for the tamales to be ready
                              don't go before they're made
                              your mom always loved kids
                              so give her some before you go
                              find the man of your dreams
                              make a LONG bucket list
                              then kick it away
                              but not before its done 
                              give your mom some time
                              to make the tamales
                              and if you go before me
                              DON'T YOU DARE TAKE MY TAMALES WOMAN OR I'LL GET YOU! HALF OF THEM ARE MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  