Twinkle twinkle on the sharp blade
Oh all the cuts you have now made
The rivers run red, down the drain
The shower is on, where I remain
Crying sometimes, but mostly I sustain
As I open my dastardly veins
It stings like a ***** and that's the point
Man, I wish I could sit, try a joint
But that'd be easy don't you know?
This is all just god's ******* show
We are all shadows of who we really are
Some hide because it's easier, others scar
Dressing ourselves as someone we're just not
To impress people we don't like a lot
And people who have the most greed
Are often the ones who will lead
What's my problem? Well I will show you all the long list
I'm on the brim, look, these lines of why I slit my wrist
Wish I had cancer, or something grand
At least then people would understand
The pain that goes throughout my brain
A grain of empathy, disdain
I'm done now, this is the last time
I pick up the blade, do the crime
As my life drains out, you walk in
Now you care, I die with a grin
I've done it, the big great escape
You're no hero, not even a cape