I know, the rhyme scheme and rhythm and stuff is like...all over the place...but that's just how I work sometimes, so get over it.

They wait until its dark out,
They wait until its night,
They wait until no one can see
And then they start to fight.

They tear up all your insides,
They sting your nose and eyes,
They try desperately to come out,
They want you to cry.

But you won’t cry emotions,
As your final words are said,
No, you won’t cry emotions,
You’ll cut them out instead.

Salty, sticky blood,
Full of tears,
Trimmed with fears,
Added up from all the years
That you spent hiding,
And the hiding is no more,
You’ve been found out,
What now?

You still won’t cry emotions,
Cuz you liked it when you bled,
No, you won’t cry emotions,
You’ll cut them out instead.