Everytime
everytime i look at the scar it reminds me of you you call me dumb and you tell me its my fault not yours who else would have done it you were the one stretching the wound helping me do it to myself shouldnt you feel responsible i wouldnt have started if it wasnt for you i know its my fault too i guess but the sad this is you helped me make it worse you didnt tell me you didnt want to see me hurt you let me keep going you wanted me hurting it made you feel good to know i hurt myself over yousorry if there are any spelling errors, i dont care Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Apr 02 2002 09:50 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"everytime i look at the scar..."