Just Paper Cuts
It all started with paperI enjoyed the trivial pain
Not so sure why
Maybe I was just insane
People saw my arms
And examined them well
But there were only paper cuts
There's no reason to dwell
The longing for more
Became like my drug
Why? I'm not so sure
If someone asked me I'd just shrug
The pain was soothing
And I know no one would undertsand
Why I have these scars
On my once clear beautiful hand
But the scars are like my past
Ones for some reason
I didn't want to leave behind
I don't know why
But I wanted them to last
To keep them on my mind
It ended with a knife
A dagger to the heart
Marking my death
I had taken my life
While in the process, ripping people apart
A piece of paper
That was where it all starts
But I should have said no
Instead of breaking a million hearts
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