• As I cut
    through layers of skin
    I feel sorrow
    deep within

    If only someone
    could truly care
    But until then
    my skin I'll tear

    As the blood
    begins to pour
    I need someone
    To reassure

    Is there someone
    that i can love
    Is there someone
    peaceful as a dove

    I wonder this
    and watch the blood pour out
    If mother saw
    she'd sream and she'd shout

    "What would happen"
    she's say
    "if you didn't make it
    to see the next day?"

    To see the
    Next day
    I don't really want to
    see the game we'll play

    To see The next day
    is more sorrow to endure
    To see the next day
    is so horrible I'm sure