autismtwin
January 24th, 2013, 07:36 PM
What’s that? You want to self-harm?
Do you really want to live with those scars on your arm?
You think you’ll never do it again
But you will, it’ll never end.
Think you can control that desire?
Wrong. Cuts spread like a wildfire
You think you can do it in just one place
But what do you think happens when you run out of space?
I hope you’re okay with lying to those who care.
You’ll become isolated, beware.
You’ll spend money on Band-Aids and gauze.
Do you see what self-harming causes?
Long sleeves on a scorching hot summer day
Cutting won’t help the pain go away.
You will need to by a new wardrobe to hide
Because your scars will take years to subside.
Say goodbye to sandals and bathing suits.
Say hello to jackets and boots.
It surrounds your every thought.
It’s not fun to be so distraught.
Hopefully now I’ve changed your mind.
There’s other ways of relief, but it’s not this kind.
So drop your razor,
Pick up your life.
Forget all the bad things,
The pain and the strife.
Do you really want to live with those scars on your arm?
You think you’ll never do it again
But you will, it’ll never end.
Think you can control that desire?
Wrong. Cuts spread like a wildfire
You think you can do it in just one place
But what do you think happens when you run out of space?
I hope you’re okay with lying to those who care.
You’ll become isolated, beware.
You’ll spend money on Band-Aids and gauze.
Do you see what self-harming causes?
Long sleeves on a scorching hot summer day
Cutting won’t help the pain go away.
You will need to by a new wardrobe to hide
Because your scars will take years to subside.
Say goodbye to sandals and bathing suits.
Say hello to jackets and boots.
It surrounds your every thought.
It’s not fun to be so distraught.
Hopefully now I’ve changed your mind.
There’s other ways of relief, but it’s not this kind.
So drop your razor,
Pick up your life.
Forget all the bad things,
The pain and the strife.