Who care's about my life? I dont think a soul does.

Go to sleep, close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies,
That tore their wings against a thorn,
You know that pain that they've endured.

Silver metal shine so bright,
Scarlet blood that feels so right,
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown.

The moonlight shining off your tears,
As you bleed out the worst of your fears,
So tonight when you start to cry,
Whisper the cutters lullaby:

Hushabye baby, you're almost dead,
You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red.
Your family hate you.
Your friends let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife,
Cause that's all you need.

Rockabye baby, broken and scarred,
You didn't know life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain you hid well.
And down you'll come baby,
Back home to hell.

youll live on everyone... Always. If you read my story youll wonder why thats my life story.
Sincerly emerald.