Hey, does it feel good
when the knife sinks
beneath your skin
and you blood gushes from within
The crimson red sticky liquid, rains down your arm
And then you go insane , you never meant any harm
and the scars that remain
are nothing compared to the pain
That you feel inside
you can't escape or hide
and you hate yourself so much
won't let others get close enough to touch
cause you know fairy tales just aren't real
You and I know reality is a different deal
and now they send you to a shrink
To find out, supposedly what you think
The say things behind your back
the lies and rumors start to stack
Then they give you false hope
the meds will help you cope
and all the pain will be relieved
Or so thats what you believed
though now you try to cover what you've done
Hey I did it too, we both thought it was fun
And you can come back again
cause we know the knife is our only friend
and now you can say you tried
your own little suicide ride

by Darkdaydreamer