Look At Me
A slash here
A slash there
The blood keeps dripping
As my heart continues ripping
Look at my wrists and tell me what you see
Do you see weakness or do you see me
Look at the stains seeping through
Make sure you pay attention to the story too
They show all my struggle and pain
Torn between being sane and insane
Some would think I have it great
But its just me that I hate
It's not even just me I despise
It's the addict in disguise
Most days I wish I was dead
Look at all the blood and tears I shed
I'm not living anymore
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