innocent_knife SuicidalAngel I slam down the phone in a frusterated anxiety all colors have blurred and outlines faded with society I slowly sit in the coner alone this is going to be it I slowly moan Through glossy eyes and a hidded rage I'm going to cut myself out of this cage My life doesn't matter and now you will see what your ignorence has done to me I trace my lines with an innocent knife who would have known it'd be taking a life Each time pushing harder yet feeling no pain I wish I could feel it cutting into my vein Built up emotions escape from my wound God this is my life that I have ruined Reaching for the phone I need to call back My thoughts become jaded and then turn to black You pick up the phone Not knowing you'll hear my voice's fading cries you're frozen with fear the phone falls from my hands onto the floor I see you start to cry as you walk through the door I can see you kneel down and hold onto my wrist this is the friendship that I have missed All I remember is you asking why But the more I explain the more I cry 020121 what's it to you? who go blather from