by Caydence Coe

Created on: October 13, 2007

If you cut me I'll bleed,
Don't hide, take heed.
You made me this way
With your hatred and greed.
You've stolen my pride
And hurt me inside,
And when you least expect it
Thats when I'll confide
In those that respect you,
That care for and love you
I'll show them the scars
From the things that you do.

So when you're tired, don't sleep
Or upset, don't weep.
Because I'll sense your pain
And I'll cut you deep.
So don't be too sure,
I'm not that insecure,
I've nothing to lose
And you cant hurt me more.
I'll whisper what I say,
It will blow them away
And you'll know its revenge
As I'm walking away.

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