**These words you throw at me cut like blades.
It feels like you've taken a blade to my skin
and carved all your hateful words in.
Those words left scars on my skin for all to see
but does anyone try to help me
to stop all of those words.
No!
No one has tried to help
though out these last 3 years
I have learned
I am on my own.
No one will ever be there.
I am fine with that now
Now instead of their words cutting though me like a blade
I'm the one cutting though my like a blade.**
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
**These words you throw at me cut like blades.
It feels like you've taken a blade to my skin
and carved all your hateful words in.
Those words left scars on my skin for all to see
but does anyone try to help me
to stop all of those words.
No!
No one has tried to help
though out these last 3 years
I have learned
I am on my own.
No one will ever be there.
I am fine with that now
Now instead of their words cutting though me like a blade
I'm the one cutting though my like a blade.**
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