my blood run away

Look at me, like I look to my blood, it is running away,
Run down my arm hide bye a bracelet
Nobody could see it
Nobody will notice it
But I do, I can see it
Wipe the blood away and see me
Not always the sunshine
Nothing from the nice girl I could see when I see my own blood
Its run down my arm, becomes to a scar later
Why could I do something like this
Why could I hurt myself like I do
I am afraid, nothing I know, nothing I do right
The heart grow cold it hurts much more with every love
I want love, I need helping hands, I am so afraid to be loneliness
I open my soul, but run for a wall
The music stop, its so quiet
Just my breath I can hear
Just the blood I can see

~geschrieben am 8. September~