The blood runs down my thigh,
The tears cloud my eyes,
My throat stings from my screams,
My hands hurt from punching things.
I hate myself for this,
I told them I wouldn't do it again,
I said I would cherish my life,
That I wouldn't harm myself.
The pain was too much to bare,
No one ever seems to care,
They are are all in their own little world's,
They don't have time for all my tears.
The blood has gone dry,
I want to bleed 'til I die,
I want to take the pills and slip away,
I'm tired of living day to day.
