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Cut
slip slip
stab stab

i her theese words
in my sleep
my brother's a creep
as i weep

in fear to what i'll become
tommorrow they'll fear

to see me in there halls
& in there rooms

to see my wounds
& wonder why i cry

& instead i reply my mother's a witch
& instead of telling her so

i sit & stare
& have the nerve the itch

to find my knife &cut away

to lie
& to cry

in sorrows of hurting them all
off course i'll try to get off theese pills

but right now my main goal is to try and stay alive
my pain and sorrow has turned in to a black hive

i'll try to hide
& find a bette way

to live this life
sometimesit is just on big dark forest

nowhere to go
no one to let you in

one reason i cut
is so that i won' be the outcast

of this old twisted Roos-Eaton
so i silp silp & stab stab

wondering why am i so mad what did i do
why i am so ******** dumb

& somebidy is better off
without a girl tha just

complains about herself
& crys because she is so

far away from her the people
she truly loves & cares about

but for know she only
has her brother and sister

to care for now
even though she

crys & whines
about living

where she
lives

until she lives
and gets to where she

has ben wanting to
go for years & years

of her life
missing the smell of the sea

& sand between her toes
chasing her siblings on the beach

though her fantisey
can't come true for a few

more months she crys
& crys for not being there