Interpret my words in whatever way you want

I don't give a fuck anymore

Just hand me another reason not to care

To ignite the need to make tonight my last

You look at me like I'm a freak

Because I find relief in knives and razors

I'm not proud of what I've done

I must live with the memories

Carved into my skin forever

I'll tell you that I've stopped, been 'clean' for months

So I can see the joy that crosses your face

While I'm still bleeding myself to sleep

Trying to numb the pain

Escaping from my broken reality

One cut never suffices

I need more, beautiful deep wounds

Yes, I feel guilty, remorseful

But I don't have the strength to admit the truth

And maybe break the cycle

I can't accept what I've done

Especially when society cringes at the scars

They sit back and pray for my lost soul

Not willing to hear my pleas for help

So I'm lying awake at three a.m.

Reliving humankind's rejection of me

Refusing to cope with this shit again

The razor goes too far into my wrist

Life becomes a distant memory

And you can interpret my actions

In whatever way you want