Cut

You cut people down
To build them back up
You don't build
You just cut them
You cut them
You cut them
You cut the pieces of yourself that scare you
The ones you hate
Can't stand to see in the mirror let alone in someone else.
You cut away your fears
You lash out to mend your wounds
But the tears slide right into the gash
Burning.
You can't say "I like you" so you say "you're alright" or "I guess you'll do".
You make people feel less
So you could feel more
Or rather
So you could care less
Detached
You stand
Alone.
You cut others down
Think you'll build them back up
But once taken apart
You can't figure out just how
To put them back together again.

Stop cutting.