STAINED WITH BLOOD

Why did you say that?

Why did those words come out of your mouth?

You of all people,

Had to speak that sentence...

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"You don't like anything do you?

You always talk negative about things,

I don't even think you like yourself."

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You look at me as if I'm crazy,

When I laugh at that sentence.

But the funny thing is...

Your wrong.

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That shows how much you know about me.

You think I'm depressed about something

just because I don't socialize with anyone,

but I'm not

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I enjoy being all alone in the darkness,

watching as the thick red substance

drips from my fingertips.

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You think I don't like myself,

You think I don't like anything,

And you think I always talk negative.

--

Well, I'm contempt with myself,

I like to watch the thick red substance flow,

And I talk as if the glass is half empty.

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You spotted the scars on my arms,.

And asked me what happened,

But all you got were lies.

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I can’t believe you actually think all those scars,

Came from falling down.

How much of a moron must you be,

To not realize all those scars….

Were caused by me.

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If you really knew,

Would you think I was crazy,

Think I needed help.

Would you go as far,

As to try and make me stop.

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I hate to tell you,

But nothing you do will help.

I only listen to two people,

And your not one of them.

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So I will say it again,

“I enjoy watching the thick red substance

Drip from my fingertips,”

And you ask me why.

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Well if you must know the truth,

I do it to make sure that this reality

In which I live in…. is not a lie.

But most importantly,

I do it to make sure that I am still ALIVE.

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I’ll tell you once more,

For the last time….

“I enjoy watching the thick red substance

Drip from my fingertips!”

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To watch as it runs from my arm to my fingertips,

And fall to the floor…

Which is now Stained With Blood.