When you are all alone.
Hold onto the blade.
It's all you have which is true.
He left you like this, When you needed him most.
You feel to blame so you cut To make yourself feel less guilty, This always happens.
Just like clockwork.
You explain, he gets hurt or angry,
You become depressed and then he leaves.
Is this really what you want?
Do you really want a boyfriend like him? He claims he loves you, But he doesn't act as if he does.
Do you really want to spend your life with him.
Listen to your heart.
Listen to that voice in your head.
So you do, you listen, and listen more.
Then it hits you, like a lead balloon. You love him, but you love the cuts and scars.
You need to pick.
Which is more important.