Dear friend, lover, ex or whatever,
I'm writing you to let you know
I hope you feel better
I know that things are hard, the stress is so much
And when you reach out, all there are is uppercuts
And they are the cause for the ones on your wrists
The reason why you cry, make a ball of your fist
I understand that you have a lot to go through
The fact that they yell and your brother would hit you...