Just some advice:
Don't run a knife and run it over the very spot you knew I used to cut on purpose

You will never know what I did to myself
One because I don't want you to know
And two, *because you never cared to ask

I long for the absolute high I got
When the John Lennon song blasted
Out of my open car windows
Cruising down the interstate
As the sun beat down

You constantly shoot me with comments
Word bullets ricocheting off of me everyday
But then you somehow want me to confide in you?

Well since none of my friends go on here anymore,
Boy, do I just want to kiss someone,
And I know I've said it before, but I want more
I want to be grabbed by someone and pulled in tight
And I want to kiss them, I want to be kissed by them
I want to kiss until I am too tired to do anything
Some deep pre teen desire pushing me further in
To this want for physical affection in the most
Intimate way

Senior year and I've made it to this
Things got easier for me,
And all that emotional work out,
I must be friggin *ripped