i cut myself open
but in the process
closed myself from this world

each little slit
covers up these tears
courtesy of their foul words

it's just a joke they say
a "harmless" way to pass time
but have you considered my feelings?

to be the center of attraction
like a lion in a circus
the crowd roaring for your demise

and it's always the same
like a fool
they all care when it's too late

now hold my pen
because you will listen
as i wear this necklace made of rope

you will hear me whisper in your ear
every night your forsaken soul tries to sleep
in the deepest corners of your dreams i will hide

i will remind you
of the innocent soul you took
because you though it was fun