i cut my arm let the blade go deep, look at the blood welling out. i love this feeling, finally able to punish me, i deserve it, no doubt. I hate who i am, i know almost everyone does, im not who i was meant to be. i have no chance, i dont deserve anyones love, my heart will never be free. ill shiver in cold, ill freeze alone, its not like anyone will care. the pain in my body, you dont hear my soul moan, my mucles in my legs tear. my coach has no soul, my family knows me not, why cant anyone see past these eyes? you will never understand... friendship is what i sought... but now all i want to do is die.