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I smile to myself one day

Hoping from this cycle I break away

The glimmer of the knife in my hand

Brings back pain that causes me no longer to stand

Then out of nowhere I find

The darkness that shattered my mind

I spot the pieces before me tattered and torn

Wishing that my mind could somehow be reborn

The dark blood rushes through my veins

People poke and proud with their canes

They leave me on the ground with the blood before me leaving

The friends of mine suddenly turn deceiving

The pain in my heart no longer worth grieving

My body left for no one to be retrieving

I lie there watching my blood rush away

Hoping silently that death brings me at bay

Death never came for me that night

For inside my soul I found the courage to fight

As the next attack began

I held up my weapon and off they ran

The blood rushing through my temples as the pound

Everyone fears the malice sound

My screams of pain I held in so long

Everything I knew before now was gone

Only the knife in my hand

Makes the blood boil so I could stand

So I did what was right

Then I began to give them a fight

None of them ever forgot

The lesson of friendship and love that was bought

I saw their betrayal in their eyes

As they told me all their fucking lies

I wanted to kill them all

And throw all their fucking bodies across the hall

The blood rushes through me as I attack

Maybe now they will see that I fight back