Born to Die

the bloodstains on my skin mark
what i've been i cant let go
or ease the pain i'm in
no one even notices the person i've become
is it because they don't care
or was i not clear enough when i had shown them the fresh marks i gave myself
just to make one tear fall
cause they don't come anymore

and i've fallen hard
but they just chose to ignore it
and let me fade away
into the darkest place of all
the one you cant know till you've been there yourself

they tell me i'm better then this but i'm not
they ask why but they are the goddamn reason t
hey wont listen to my cries for help  
and even if they did i bet they'd still let me fall

the blood is drying the pain is ceasing
but i don't want it to end
i try to make another cut but i'm shaking to much already
i watch as it slowly closes
i feel myself die a little more
but weren't we all just born to die anyways
so why does it matter what time we go
or if we were so young

maybe if you noticed    
or even just listened the fucking first time
you would have never lost your beautiful daughter
from the pain she was buried in

and even now as you shovel the dirt over her young teenage corpse
you think of how you could have listened
cause your daughter should never go before her mother
but then again weren't we all just born to die