• I try to speak to people
    but' i'm only ignored.
    People laugh at me
    and say the worst of things.
    They wonder why i use a blade
    instead of talking about it.
    They say it's stupid
    they say i'm not smart.
    But, really i'm smarter than them
    i try not to listen to these words.
    But, they get inside my head
    no matter how hard i cry.
    I know i'm not happy or strong in the slightest.
    I use a blade to take away my unbearable pain.
    My friends get mad at me for this
    because i am a cutter.
    I will not lie i do think its stupid
    but i do it anyway.
    I'm sorry.
    I look away as i bleed
    and wonder why i weep.
    My tears mean nothing at all to you
    In this BLOOD RED ROMANCE.