Self Harm
Sitting in a corner of the room
Tears wet the soil
Blood dripped from my skin
Unlike any other spirit, marginalized, insulted, mocked, beaten
Scream of pain pervaded my heart and i could not do anything to stop this
Walking through this snowy streets you find yourself
Haunted by those fucking sons of bitches who take you a slap
The dirty blood into the soft white snow
In a cold winter, for once
Would you like that what happens to you
Every day turns against them
DON'T KILL YOURSELF! WE WILL FIGHT AGAINST DEATH!
You have always been considered the different (Be proud)
You have always been marginalized (Better alone on my own way that together with a bunch of assholes)
Put away the weapons but pulled out the claws
Do not be afraid to externalize yourself
Find the strenght to fight this , you are not alone
You are not the only one
3,2,1
We can stop this now!
STOP THE SELFHARM
Autor(es): Manuel Curti
