From start to finish i wander why
the cuts look so good in this messed up lie.
The blood that trickles down my arm,
people all start at the boy who self-harms.
"The emo" they call me,
i turn to my name they act out slicing their wrist.
i hang my head in shame.
i cant keep my feelings of being alone,
i hide myself for the day.
just longing to go home to go home.
i sprawl on my bed, with my razor in my hand
and take myself away,
to a much better land.
i stare in the mirror
and let myself cry,
looking forward to the day..
that i finally die..
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