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pain I cut myself constantly
In places no one
Can ever see
I promised you that
I didn't do it anymore
But i've told you that
Same lie so many times before
It's hard to stop
The addiction when
You feel the way i do
So what if you were me
What direction would you choose
It's hard to go back
To the life that
I once knew
Ever since my heart
Has been broken
It's just something
I seem to constantly do
Since i bottle up my emotions
I just want to stop the pain
But the only way
I can do that
Is to cut myself again
It clams me down
When i feel like i'm losing control
It's better than feeling
Like i have an empty soul
I don't do it
For the attention
I often hide
The injuries
But if you ever
See the cuts
Don't tell me how
Stupid i am for doing it please
You don't realize how much
Worse that makes me feel
Even though this is the only way
For me to deal
With the pain i've gained
Over the years
It seem like the only way
To temporarily stop the heartache
And the tears
If you can't understand
Why i do what i do
Then you shouldn't
Tell me that it's wrong
Now should you
I am a cutter
But i'm not exactly
Pround of what i do
I just wish i had someone
To help me make it through
Because you see
Old habbits die hard
And now i'm covered
In nothing but scars
