One, two, three Hold my breath Slice my skin One, two, three, four Blood pooling on the floor Starting to sting Starting to feel my emotions On my skin Lost in a cut Lost in blood Moment of calm Before the storm
People trapped in boxes Others free from turmoil Some of us aren't so lucky Drowning in turmoil Day after day Annoyed at life Hate life Nothing worth The time of day Day in and out Food Day in and out Darkness surrounding Like the grim reaper Hate myself with deep passion Go away I'm not worth your time