As I Slit My Wrist
As I slit my wrist
I clench my fist
And watch the blood flow out
They say I'm a cutter, but they don't know what cuttings about.
I cause myself pain, just like everyone around me
But it's a different pain, the pain caused by me
A pain that nobody understands or sees
A pain in which I set myself free
People see me as some kind of freak
But they don't see the pain I seek
I had a dream that I cut too deep
And quickly into everything my blood began to seep
The room filled with red
And yet I still wasn't dead
But slowly I watched my life fade
And all my family said was, "look at what a mess you made"
Nobody cared that I was lying there dead
They only cared that the room was red
Then the dream went to my funeral, everybody all dressed in black
And my family was sitting in the back
In the front I saw my friends, eyes filled with tears
Tears of sorrow for our lost years.