I will not be afraid of you anymore.
I will not be intimidated by you.
You will not cause me to be paranoid.
I will not search for you.
You will not seek my attention any longer.
You will not inject my mind with terrible thoughts.
I will forever forget about you.

slice, slice, slice.
I'm slicing down my legs.
shine, shine, shine.
I see the metal shining blade.
blood, blood, blood.
Blood's rushing down my legs.
pain, pain, pain.
I just gained some more self hate.

When i'm depressed,
I feel like I'm home.
It's when I'm happy that I feel I don't belong.
Something just doesn't feel right when I'm not living my life in fright.

Without you,
What am I?
What do I have?
A broken heart,
A withered away soul,
A fake smile,
A deadly mind,
A pain drenched little girl.
I am nothing.

Stalwart was he,
Lackluster he wasn't.

He was acephalous,
Never minded rules.

My Uncle was optimum of most women,
He philandered with many, but we still loved him.

Now that he is gone,
all we have left is recollection of the past,
and dreams of things we didn't have the chance to do.

We're stuck in a melancholy mood, that nothing can help us escape.

My people have disobeyed me,
Have invaded my heart,
and torn it apart,
from thee inside out.
They haunt me in my mind,
cause me to commit deadly dangerous crimes
I feel them lurking behind every dark corner,
watching me like I'm their prey as I walk by.