It's Your Fault

Black and grey

Blood red and white

It doesn't matter what you say

Just get out of my sight

You like black

You must be goth or emo one

Get off my back

Are you done?

It's your fault

That the razors make me feel whole

But you don't want to get caught

Because then you won't seem so dull

Who am I?

You call me freak

Then I let out a great sigh

Because my wrist begins to leak

That blood that comes and goes

I heardd the door open

So I froze

I had been hoping

That this wouldn't happen

But it did

So I have to explain my action

Because of that kid

That made me forget

My sanity

I'm in a fret

Screaming profanity

What have I done?

I'm dieing inside

I have lost that one

Because of some lie

But it's over

And I'm trying to forget

I try to cover

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