one world
one girl
too many problems
and just two wrists
she has one blade
and only one chance
this girl is me!
can't you see?
i take the blade
and make the cut all because he called me a slut
they tell me to stop i say "i hope my veins pop"
they say im only hurting myself more , but they don't know this is like a game
a game to cure the pain i scream to the sky "why this life?" now im thinking
now im thinking i dont know what id do if i had a knife
i watch the blood drop i still hear voices saying stop
i sit there dazed my vision starts to haze, but i write a note a note for him
asying that i love him to prove it anything id do it ends with goodbye
i close it with a sigh
and seal it with a kiss but i know,yes i know that me he won't miss....
-Krystal Marie
