• I've learned the truth,

    Of how I'll die

    In my room sitting

    While bleeding wrists bleed,

    I see you watching me

    Just like the crowed

    Who doesn't want me to speak

    But to just sit there

    And watch life pass my by,,

    You may call whatever

    But I call it Emo

    Maby even full of emotion

    But this is my way

    To speak to the world

    Right now my wrists are saying

    ''Help me!''

    And sometimes even

    I'm in pain''

    But mostly saying

    ''Love me for me''