In my head, I am screaming
I have no clue if this is real or if I'm dreaming
I start to cut with that blade
Look at all the mess that has been made
My body start to get cold
I never got to grow up and be old
No one really ever cared
And I'm anything but scared
when I'm done cutting, I fall
I was just like a doll
I was attached by strings
People made me do these crazy things
So I decided to cut the strings
So I would be safe
All these thoughts are running through my head
But before I know it....I'm dead