Long sleeve
A million bracelets
What can you achieve
When you feel this way.
You sit in your room
Every night
Hoping the moon
Can serve you right
When it does not
You need to escape
The blood begins to spot
The razor begins to scrape
As you sit there
You begin to cry
The thoughts you share
Is always "why?"
To be honest
Nobody knows
Your always dishonest
To everyone the pain never shows.
