I want to escape from my sadness
It's taking over me
Why can't I just rest?
Why won't it let me be?
I just want to be free.
Some call it crazy
Some say it's sick
But I think it's freedom.
The blade is sharp and cold.
Sorry my vein.
Even my mother does not know me
She only sees who she wants to see.
Cut my arm,
Is the only way to escape.
Do they realize their actions affect me so?
I don't know..  I don't know...
If I told you why I did it,
you would not understand.
who would even care if I died?
no one!