From start to finish
I wonder why?
The cuts look good in this messed up lie
The blood that trickles down my arm
People stare at the girl who selfharms
"The Emo" they call me
I turn to my name.
They act out slicing thier wrists
I hang my head is shame
I can't help my feelings of being alone
I hide my self for the day
Just longing to go home
I sprawl to my bed
with razor in hand
And take myself to a much better land
I stare in the mirror
and let myself cry
Looking forward to the day
I FINALLY DIE..