You sit in a room
Waiting until
A doctor and nurse
Come strolling in

The nurse sighs
She can tell
You did this to yourself
She can see
The razor still in your arm
The blood dripping out of the wounds
Your mother crying beside you
But you don’t care
You sit there
Proud of what you’ve done
The doctor is disgusted
Fed up with your suicidal bullshit
He doesn't care
He just sits there
Letting the nurse tend to your wounds
Filling out paperwork
He calls you over
And asks you your name
You hold out your arm
The hospital band stained red
Reads "Denim"
He clears his throat
And writes it down
And sends you in the other room

You can hear them talk
Hear what they say
They don’t give a fuck
They don’t care
They think
Because you did it
To yourself
You don’t deserve to be treated
The same as everyone else
But you do
So fuck them
Do it again
Make them suffer
Show them how it feels
To not give a fuck
Right back