A silver object,
It's all it took,
One silver object,
An entire life's crook.

It was just an experiment,
It was nothing more.
Nothing plus than an experiment,
That closed every door.
All opportunities are gone,
And toi cry that hateful song,
The words don't mean anything,
Just take the silver object,
And ignore every other aspect.

toi cannot deny,
that making these lines...
It never crossed your mind;
toi were so blind.
It solves every problem,
Just lie, and stay solemn.
It's only red sharpie.
Let's throw a party.

After a party, toi go and lay down.
toi think about the mistakes you've made.
toi take the pills and start to fade.
Ignore the pain toi create.
Grab that silver object,
and take a red sharpie.
Write an apology,
and run the water.

This is about cutting yourself. No, I am not encouraging it. Some people can't grasp the point of my writing. This is really only saying how pointless cutting is, and how it'll get toi literally nowhere. It's going to take toi to drugs, and suicide. It's not good.