Why do we think of
DEATH
Why do we want to
Die
hurts then why do we
Cut?
We all feel this don't we?
We Cut for someone else's'
Pain
If it's not ours then why do we take it
We take their
Lies
We hurt ourselves,
We try to kill ourselves
All that pain and it's not even Ours
We take their pain and make it
OURS...
Why?
People don't stop for that one person
they go on and live their life
but life stops, life is paused and can't be played
It's broken, the adventures are over
No more scenes that change the future
That person can't go back and put
play
it's not the same
That person is gone and (S/H)'s
made a mistake
(S/H) thought (S/H)'ll won't hurt anyone
but
(S/H) hurt everyone
Such a little thing
Can hurt everyone