forgiven trends and secret scars.

Sat in the corner of my room with a blade, and counted all the things I doubt,
Probably not the best solution, just had to try it out.
Turns out it’s not the smartest idea, now with all the cuts down my arm,
Just goes to show how fucked up the world is, can you see its doing harm?
I’m the kid you shouldn’t worry about, I’m too destroyed to care,
But look at reality and open your eyes, life is cruel and unfair.
We can’t turn to anyone so the only way out is six feet down,
We’re dropping like flies, cause nobody listens to the silent sound.
Our cries and pleads for help and saving,
Our time wasted with that sudden craving.
looking in the mirror, can you see my biggest fear?
Stand behind me and look a little closer, at my reflection dear.