This Was For You

I Sit In The Corner And Tally Everyone That Hates Me
Soon The Paper Is Full
Take The Razor Start On My Arms
In A Minute There's 5 Cuts
I Feel The Blood Trickle Down My Arms
I Should Have Quit But There's More Out There
10 Minutes Pass That And Five Triples Now There's 15
I Watch The Blood Run Off My Arm And Into a Little Puddle
I Lost Count At About 30
Kept Going By Time I Went Numb There Was At Least 100 Cuts
I Watch Every Drop Fall Into The Puddle I Lay In
My Last Words Were " I Hope These People Are Happy It Was For Them"