A long time ago, I used to cut. It's a part of my life that I'm usually able to forget about, more or less, but recently someone noticed and asked about my scars and that got me thinking about it. And that made me think about this song.
Is it what the song is about? Unlikely. Am I being too literal? Probably. (Yes, yes, cutting, bleeding, bleeder...it's far too obvious, really.)But still, it's how I feel, now, this week, with all this bleeding crap from the past suddenly coming back to bite me. "I guess I should be ashamed/but I forget to be vain" is doing a nice job summing up where I'm currently at with the scars: Should I be ashamed and keep them covered so things like this don't happen again? Maybe, but I can't be bothered. And of course, "They say you're only/sad and lonely/and no one is impressed," is a pretty good summary of most of the world's views on cutting.
A long time ago, I used to cut. It's a part of my life that I'm usually able to forget about, more or less, but recently someone noticed and asked about my scars and that got me thinking about it. And that made me think about this song.
Is it what the song is about? Unlikely. Am I being too literal? Probably. (Yes, yes, cutting, bleeding, bleeder...it's far too obvious, really.)But still, it's how I feel, now, this week, with all this bleeding crap from the past suddenly coming back to bite me. "I guess I should be ashamed/but I forget to be vain" is doing a nice job summing up where I'm currently at with the scars: Should I be ashamed and keep them covered so things like this don't happen again? Maybe, but I can't be bothered. And of course, "They say you're only/sad and lonely/and no one is impressed," is a pretty good summary of most of the world's views on cutting.