You wonder why I cut?
You  wonder why I cry?
But little do you know you are the reason why.
You are my crutch and my broken leg
My rock and my shattered heart
But by the littlest of your n o n s e n s e you completely t    e   a   r me apart
You c r y, and you c r y
And tell me your not good enough
But you can't see what I see
And sometimes when you cry
*I wish I wasn't me