I sit and cry you don’t hear me
I stand and scream you don’t hear me
I want to die and you don’t see me
I want to love you, you don’t see me
I hand you my heart you don’t feel it
I give you my soul you don’t feel it
I say I hate you now you hear me
I cut my wrist now you see me
I die in your arms now you feel me
I had to kill myself for you to notice
I have my blood on your hands
Now you hear, see, and feel what I felt
You hear my pain loud and clear
You see my blood bright and red
You feel my life drain slowly and painfully
Now you will always know what I felt.
© 2006 Pleasejustkillme
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