• Sick of life she grabs a knife
    Can't stand to see the strife
    One fast gouge and then one other
    Ensures she doesn't have to see the suffer
    This is the last time she'll ever cry
    Cross her heart needle in her eye
    Blood running down her cheeks
    Leaves pain-red stained streaks
    That show how much she hurts for you
    But she doesn't know what she can do
    She cries a flood
    Of her blood
    One last time
    Just to remind
    ~*Someone out there CaReS*~