As I write this letter with this blood red ink
I think to myself what I could have changed
To make myself better, to be someone that somebody needs
I give all I have but I can't give enough
Everyone keeps walking all over me
Fear keeps me from loving and love is what I fear
Putting all my sould into this piece of paper
The pain flowing with the blood red ink
Scars that show are so beautiful in this light
But still they are painful memories
Wanting to change so eagerly right now
Then I'm contradicting myself because change is my enemy
Life is like a baby, it has to be cradled with care
Learn as it gets older, and get through all the tough stuff
We are living ourselves, putting ourselves out there
Just to be hurt and loved, just to be
So I write these last thoughts in this blood red ink
And cast this letter off into this sea of lost souls
Let the bloody ink seep into these black waters
Drop my pen and throw the ink against the wall
For I just figured out why I am here in life
Tearing out my hair and crying to the skies
Why did I tell myself so many lies?
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