cutter games
the knife
making your life hell
no one bothered
to notice
the scars all over your arms
we all thought
that you were fine
that nothing was wrong
we didn't know
that so much was wrong
we didn't see you scars
we didn't know you were cutting
i found out though
the day the sharpener broke
you asked for a bandaid
but that was after
you'd cut yourself
i started to notice
the scars
i saw you cutting
i couldn't beleive it
i hadn't know that you were cutting
i'm so scared
i already lost one friend to suicide
what if your next?
you stopped cutting
for a while atl east
but now
your at it again
you told me i was your best friend
but i guess it was a lie
you hid the scars
you went back to the knife
so i guess
the knife is your best friend
but i don't care
i'm not leaving you
one day
the knife will go away
until then
i'll just have to watch
helpless
as the scars appear
one after the other
and hope your still alive
the next day
