this pain inside seems to fade
when i talk to you I'm not so afraid
of the pain inside that eats me alive
when your there it seems to revive
the need in me to be myself
and drives away the need to take the blade off the shelf
and hurt myself in that familiar way
the feelings just don't seem to stay
when you speak to me it eases the sway
that my depression now seems to hold
you make the feelings of hurt grow old
and ease the pain till its no more
you pick me up down off the floor
the scars you see you don't seem to care
about what their from or who or where
you see the scars and wonder why
i would do such things to myself and what went awry
to make me hurt so much, well the truth is,
i don't know why i do the things i do to this
body of mine i cannot tell
i do not know what makes my hell
but you seem to make it go and fade away
you keep me calm and make my day
the reason for that is still unknown
but when i talk to you i feel like I'm not alone