Im a cutter, but shhh....
its socially unacceptable
people who know, look down on me
they think its not quite respectable
but i wonder how youll know im hurting
if you cant see the pain
i wear all these scars on my body
to tell what words cant explain
now, i know what youre thinking
i must not be quite right
but please think like i think
look through my sight
theres so many things
that bring about this hurt
they make me feel so awful
lower than lower than dirt
so, please dont say i need to quit
its the onlhy thing keeping me sane
im balancing all of my hurt
with self-inflicted pain
I'm A Cutter
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