Sometimes I cut myself just to feel the pain
Then I hide my scars
Because of all the shame
The pain is awful
I do it just to feel
Sometimes I have to make sure everything's still real

My life has been bad
I do it to forget
I cut my arms
Then I cry as I sit alone in my room
Hoping for someone
To save me from this
So I can finally say I've won

I want to quit this habit
But I still reach for the blade
I cry out in pain
My arm turns that familiar red shade
I get that adrenalin rush
The blood runs over my hand

I have to stop this ****
I need to become someone new