I look at my arm br And wonder why br These scars look good br I want to cry. br br I grab the blade br And cut my arm. br I wince in pain br As I self harm. br br The blood bursts br Out of my skin. br Tears threaten to come out br But I keep them in. br br I let myself bleed br I let it all out br And finally tears burst. br It makes me wanna shout. br br Finally blood stops br As the wound starts to heal. br It fills me with hatred br As my mind starts to reel. br br Your cruel, harsh words br Are all I can hear. br I long for the day br When you call me ‘dear' br br I wish you could know br But you're totally unaware br Of how much your words hurt. br It's like you don't care. br br I pull down my long sleeves br And my mind starts to roam. br Sometimes I wonder br Is this my home? br br I wipe away my tears br When you call my name. br You shout in my face br It's me who you blame. br br You always think it's me br So I try to apologise. br When I say it's not my fault br You say I'm full of lies. br br So when the fight ends br I go back to my room. br I look out the window br As all the flowers bloom. br br Nobody's life is perfect. br I know that for sure. br Some moments are great br Ones which you want more. br br So I pull up my sleeves br And sharply slash my wrist. br I close my eyes br My mind filled with mist.