That day when my sweet 16's didn't seem so sweet
I grabbed that knife and I cut too deep
The blood on my thighs
that look in my eyes
is there a way to get out
am I trapped in my mind
scared to die but too sad to live
the guilt in my soul
Each cut a confession
but I’m losing control
I put on my mask but I was so beat
the blood on the ground
cant see my feet
screaming so loud
but I don't make a sound<3