Pain

You don't care about me
You don't see my tears
You recognize me crazy
You think you will go mad with me
How much inconvenient is it for me
So let's proof that I'm crazy
I think without it
I cut my hands nerves through sharp blade
I cut until my hands
When until the bleeding
When I saw the blood coming out from my hand
Then my tears it begins flowing
Therefore not
I was aching
But because he is not feeling my flow blood
And suffering I started cutting my body
I injured Cruelty to all parts of my body
My body started bleeding from place to place
But it's not so much a feeling of pain
This pain is greater
That you think i am mad
I confess crying that
I'm crazy for you