A cut i thought would hurt you
The pain would make you understand how hurt i was.
The damage never too big
But the scar never too small

I thought you would cry looking at the person i had become
I thought you would wail about how good i was
I thought you would understand what a mistake you had made
But the cuts never ended
Each time i held the silver reckless metal.
Each time taking a part of my soul
Each time taking a part of my humanity

Time passed and the wounds became scars
But the scars not only left a mark at gullible skin but my tired heart too.
When i held that Mirror like metal for the last time
Trying to prove my Bravery
Little did i know that I had lost my courage forever along with my sanity.