I want to feel the pain again.
I want to cut myself again.
Iwant to see the blood again.
But then there are times,
when I wanna be free,
like a bird in the sky,
like a dolphin in the sea.
One day I´m happy.
One day I´m sad.
And I don´t want to cry all night in my bed.
And there are questions in my head:
Why can I not be like a bird in the sky?
Why can I not be like a dolphin in the sea?
I´m standing here and I look in the sky.
I hate myself, I want to die!