Hands I do understand Why sometimes gashes lead From shallow to deep
Down the blood trickles Combining with moist crystals Was it supposed to sting? Because I didnβt feel a thing
The pain engraved Not even water could lave Messed up mind Bright eyes blind
No more harm Cutter away, unarmed Try to feel the pain Unlock myself from chains
Hands I do understand Now that I'm finally free All I can say is
sorry.
Relates to a lot of teenagers going through depression and stress (Don't worry I don't cut ahaha) Remember to break free from the chains of depression that holds you back in life <3