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MY cuts are deep my thoughts are bad i used to love what i had but now tht the first cut has bled i can not stop whats in my head all the things i strive look apon thought was alive every thing is clear now except for one is "how" how this has come about i look in the mirrior and i shout "what the hell has happend to me i didnt want this to be!!" all the voices that tell me to stop are nothing more than just a cop telling me what ive done wrong making me think of tht stupid song "move along" how can i move along when the pain in my head has just come through the blood ive bled. the blood ive bled has come to be my one and only enemy! DEVIN YOUNG