Take me down and rip me out.

Make me frown and make me shout.

I may be crazy for even telling you this,

but sometimes, I just want to get hurt.

It almost feels like bliss;

Try burning my skin,

or kick me in the shin.

Slap my face.

Go on, give me a graze.

Why don't you bite my fingers?

Or maybe let your words linger?

I don't really know why I feel like this.

I don't even feel blue.

But, go ahead— I know you want to.

~

a/n: this was so much darker than I meant for it to be. Sorry :P

Also, don't worry. I was feeling much better than what this hints.