Its hard to breath
You refuse to look at me
Im afraid of what youll see
In not the way i used to be
Im more fragile then ever the blade has tooken controll of me
Slicing my wrist more and more and you just watch me bleed
I wish they could understand what it means to be crazy
Im so used to being unworthy
And you allow me to feel this way periodically
Please dont wait kill me off im no prodjety
The cords been cut and im left dangiling
Its so breth taking
Xoxo silver
