Ignored, unloved
Misunderstood
Unwanted, hated
Perhaps I should
Tell someone about it all

There's a difference
Between want and need
And there's the fact
You need blood to bleed
I'm terrified, what if I fall?

Shattered, torn
A million pieces
There's no way
to smooth the creases
I wish that I could see the light

My knife and I
We stain the floor
The wind comes out
Knock down my door
I wish that I could say goodnight