my cutting song

This is a song i made up, I really like music and thought i could make my thoughts into songs.

i feel that cutting.. is very relieving,

it lets me let go of the stresses of life.

it lets me cling on to reality,

i get on better with a knife.

The razor blade is my new best friend,

The needle and pin are always by my side.

Always wishing for my life to end,

No-one would cry if i died.

Making there slitting actions as i walk by,

as i try and hide in the shadows of my life.

My whole life is a great fat lie,

Wishing to move on to the afterlife.

*sticks and stones*, they all cry,

but words hurt more, they make me want to die.

All the eyeliner and make up i apply,

is useless as it comes off when i cry.

I don’t see the point of living anymore,

they always call me an attention whore.

You emo slut, you ugly cow,

but they wont be able to do that, not now.

I’ve written this song so you remember me,

the person i used to be.

I didn’t used to be emo or an ‘attention whore’.

I used to be pretty not anymore.