I slit my wrist to erase the pain,
you look at me, and think I'm insane,
my eyes turn red, bleeding my tears,
and still you try to taunte me with my worst fears.
Look at my scars then you will see,
why I can't seem to go around and fake happy,
yet you tell me you love me,
that you'll forget,
for I'll soon be gone,
and I'll be your greatest regret
So let me die, broken and scarred,
I can't deal with life, it's getting far to hard
Everything's gone wrong,
It's not worth trying,
For soon ill have my wish
I shall be dying
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