no

deeper

into the flesh

carving out of me

the red paint flowing

so small cuts lining my

arms up and my wrists

keep slashing at myself

no thinking I can't get it

why I do this you ask?

nobodywants the crying

girl. right?oh,So you will

help me? oh, thank you

friend.no one's fixed me

before, so I guess you'll

do it somehow. are you

ready to stay up every

night? because I can't

stop slashing my very

paper skin, I am full

of fear and you will

try to believe cu tting

is easy to stop but it

will make you h ate me

for it, trust me. blood is

always leaving my frag

ile heart and slowly kill

me and you will leave

me. and I w ill cry and

do more sla shing and

cursing at everything

more of th at stinging

filling me, burning me

waiting for the day I might

put down the sharp knife or

start to smile and actually

HAVE A NORMAL. LIFE IN

WHICH I CAN THE PAIN

AND THE PAIN THA TS IN

ME WILL STOP KIL LING

ME AND WE BE HAPPY

HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHH

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA

NEVER NEVER NEVER N

PATHETIC PATHETIC PAT

LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIA

FAKER FAKER FAKER FA

HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHH

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA

NEVER NEVER NEVER N

PATHETIC PATHETIC PAT

LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR LIA

I'M MAD