Unbarable pain shoots through my head,
I feel so alive, but i'm about to be dead.
As my mind throbs with all the bad things in my life,
I cut through my wrists with my dad's hunting knife.
They say it take the pain away from your thoughts and your mind,
When, really, it doesn't and the excuse is hard to find.
You think that it's cool to show off all your scars,
it's not, it makes people wonder who you really are.
Cutting can kill you, it's not really worth it,
Remember that all of that talk is a bunch of BULLSHIT!

By Anonymus
 
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