Welts on my arm Burns on my legs Scars on my chest And scratches on my thigh Im lonely and scared Now i fear that my death is near I cryed out for help But theres no one to hear Theres no one that cares And now im getting so near And this time i might just cut far enough down So that blood splatters everywhere Im not nervous nor am i scared I just wished that someone was here Someone who cares and someone that can hold me near And tell me all the things i want to hear Like how i am loved Like how they are scared about my welfare Like how i shouldnt put that knife on the scars that already there And how i should start to care 'cause this bullshit isnt getting me anywhere To look me in the eye and tell me i should stop 'cause one day my wish will finally come true That one day i will do what i always wanted to do That I will just pass away into the blue.Birth sign: Aquarius
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