I scared myself today
Sitting there with the blade
Slashes on my arm
I was so amazed
So mesmerized
Everything was forgotten
I slit again
And again
And again
Over and over... The blood kept pouring out
They are my tears
I cry again and again
This time I was smiling
Self mutilation...
That's what they all call it
But it's not
It's my way of keeping control
I'm crying
It's my way of crying
Because I hate the other way
I don't cry tears when I cut
I smiled today
I didn't cry
The slashes on my arms don't matter
I'm not cutting you
So don't worry
I'm still alive, I think...