Cuts
I don't know what I am without you,
I don't love myself unless I have you.
I need you, I want you, I can’t live without you.
But you’d kill me if you got the chance
Going deeper, hoping you would like me more,
Nothings good enough for you,
Not until I'm gone.
I hold you to my wrist tonight, an old friend.
You whisper in my ear telling me i'm not good enough,
Nothing’s good enough for you.
I’m not good enough for anyone.
Maybe it’s the best decision to die tonight,
I take the pills, I slit my wrists, I tie the rope.
Every single thing I've tried for you but I don't feel good anymore.
So what’s the point in living if nothing works?
I promised not to disappoint and I won't.
I cut.
Cut deeper than I ever had.
I like this, I like this feeling.
I go until i experience shorter breaths,
Going deeper and deeper until I reach death.
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