Bittersweet

I'd like to see my blood someday
And see it on my wrists
I'd like to see my shining blade
Cut my skin with twists

I'd like to see my tears someday
And see it on my face
I'd like to see the cause of this
Look at me with hate

I'd like to see the surprised looks
Of the people who gave me pain
I'd like them to see what they did
The hurt, I can no longer sustain

I'd like to see them look at me
With pity, hate, regret.
I'd like to see them look at me
Shaking hands with Death.

I'd like to see them look at me
Smiling with defeat
'Cause pain has never felt so good
So very bittersweet