Expressing Me

Scars Of You

I use the blade of a cold icy knife,

I slice my flesh open so blood gushes out,

No one understands the love I feel,

I just want to express it and shout!

I know I'm not the most perfect girl in the world,

I know I'm not exactly an angel for you to be with,

But please trust me when I say I'm trying my best,

Because I was thinking that love was a myth.

My heart is aching too much for me to stop,

I stand there alone fresh tears I cry,

I don't want this, I don't want any of this,

Kill me! Kill me now! I just want to die!

You might call me over emotional,

But there I am not feeling a thing,

My skin is sicker, paler, dead,

And I'm thinner than string.

If you want to know, the knife,

It doesn't hurt me at all,

I used to stand up straight and smile,

Now I just fall.

The reason the cutting doesn't hurt,

The knife doesn't compare to the pain inside,

My heart is suffering as sorrow takes hold,

Would you even care if I died?

Would you feel sorry for me,

Or would you even care?

Or maybe you would realize

That life isn't fair.

I finally find the will to stop and the next day

You still haven't got the slightest clue,

You have your daily life and don't know

About the scars I marked for you.