Tears in the skin
Tears from your sins
Tears in the mind
Tears from what lies behind.

Cut from within
Cut in your skin
Cut down your wrist
Life is so brisk
You like the risk.

They say "sticks and stones may break my bones"
But their the ones who always had homes
"Words will never hurt me"
What if you just left them be?

Deep cuts in the thighs
Deep cuts from your lies
Cut from what you realise
People are evil in my eyes
Hold my hands behind my back with ties

Sticks and stones will break my bones.
Your words will tear my head, my heart; tear my skin.
And I reflect what you have said; your sins.

I'm sitting alone once again,
Those words of hate filling in
the holes in my heart that were
left open,

They sink deep in and make me feel lost,
I'll never understand that lacking of trust..
I feel so alone,
Like I'm never even noticed.
As if I'm fading away in the distance,
and I just can't take it.

I want to be loved,
but once someone sees,
They gasp and they grieve..
as if I'm any different.

I may have pink; red lines
painting my thighs;
but trust me..
I'm the same.

I have feelings that I can't control,
Causing me to turn on myself;
On my veins,
They bring me relief.
♥