This ones abit different.... Its one that i wrote. Its a poem... song... thing... i wrote... So... Sorry it kinda sucks.
It seems as though theres something i need to admit, Last night in the shower it all seemed to hit. My wrists were sore, and needes a rub so i grabbed my sponge and started to scrub. Soon my tears started hitting the rug and the blood soaked water hitting the floor, and i hate to say it but i wanted more because i didnt seem to feel it. Yet i knew it was there, and when id walk out people would start to stare. I didnt mean to break my promise, i didnt even know untill the scratches on my arms started to glow. I hope you believe me when i say it wasnt meant, but i was so so tired and already spent. Im sorry to say once i loved it. I do. But at the same time you seemed to too. The biggest understatement is to say im confused but i do while trying to clean the red goo. Im mentally unstable but sorry too. I hope youll forgive me. If not i understand too.
