Help
I am a no one a nothing
I'm here alone my wrist it starts to sting
Hey knife your my friend
When will my dreadful happiness come to an end
I have a problem wore than drugs
Forget your kisses forget your hugs
You see me smile when I bleed
For I'm a person that's in need
I miss my razor I miss my knife
I ask for help will you save my life
Yes I will you wait and see
For by saving you I save me
You need help and so do I
I'm drug free and that's a lie
I try to quit and so do you
But are addictions stick just like glue
All we can do is stay strong
So lets set aside are differences and get along
Copyright © David Short | Year Posted 2007
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