I sit here, thinking what did I do wrong?
You cast me aside, thinking you're too strong
In reality, we're all the same, the same empty shell
Just looking in your eyes, your sorrow is too hard to tell
My heart has been ripped apart, thanks to you
I feel sorry for the next girl, for she'll feel my pain too
You thought I was messed up, just another girl
You thought wrong, I'm nothing like others in the world
My eyeliner runs down my pale, vampire-like face
After this, there will be nothing, not a single trace
I took the box you gave me and looked inside
Just like your kind nature, my love has died
I pick up the tiny blade, shaped like a heart
Who knew such a kind guy could tear me apart?
So now thanks to you, I will no longer exist
As I slash this heart-shaped razor swiftly across my wrist...
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