I Want You To Care
Maybe the reason I'm afraid to tell you things, is because I'm afraid you won't care. When you found out I cut myself, you said you'd take away my knife. You said it'd be ok. That's was two years ago. I still cut myself. With the same knife. Why'd you lie?? Why do you always say things you don't mean? Why do you make promises you can't keep? Why do make it impossible to please you? I try so hard, but its never good enough.