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I cut to make it perfect, I cut to make it right

I cut to fade the pain away, the pain I feel at night

I cut to show im not perfect

I cut to show them im worth it

I cut to show you that I care

I cut to show that im aware

of the pain I cause

when I stop and pause

and shove the blade in so deep

to show the hill to love is steep

and when you reach its golden peak

there’s no where left to go but down

and when your there you start to frown

and think of yesterday

and all the times when you would say

'those times are too far ahead

to far to think of while im in bed'

and then you see that you were wrong

you start to think land place the thong

the thong of leather around your neck

and realize that the floating speck

is how the world sees you

and see the things you can do

can make a change, the slightest dent

in life you can choose to vent

or hold it in and try to be

the stoic person who all can see

is hurting deep inside

but pushes it down and tries to hide

all the feelings you feel you cant confide