Drip drop
Little trickles tickle
I just wanna see the blood
I just wanna know I'm loved.
Save me from my own self-hatred
I invision myself,-head blown, I'm wasted.
Worn out, laying on a moldy bed
No one knew I hated me, or saw the blood I bled.
Sitting in a corner, -Always by myself
I forgot to say I loved my life, more than anything else.
I forgot to say I'm not okay
I need somebody's help
I need someone to lead the way
I'm bad for my own health.
Unhealthy drips drop to the floor
I stare in awe,- I want some more.
All I wanted was the warming sight
of my precious blood, for soon delight.