The first time I heard of cat cuts, Was the first time I heard of gillette blades, You carried one to defend yourself, I searched the pockets of your tight jeans, Only to learn, That some, Some brave women, Carry a handful.
I then looked at your bruises, The red, The scarred stripes on the back of your forearms, I was disappointed, I just didn't know, About cat cuts & gillettes.
I once met this girl who used to cut herself. I asked her about the cuts on her arm and she said they were cat cuts. What's up with the stigma around MENTAL HEALTH?