Cuts, get deeper, if they only knew,
Yes, I do it because of you,
I try to hide it but it get harder every day,
Because whenever I see you I get choked up and don't know what to say.
Nights are the worst, all these thoughts go through my mind,
Remembering the day you left me behind,
I know I should be careful, before I go too deep,
But thoughts of you stop me from sleep.
As I take this razor to my wrist,
I'm reminded of why I begun all this.
The cuts get deeper, I don't know what else to do,
Why the hell am I doing this over you?
I can't help it, when somethings goes wrong,
I turn to my knife, to pretend I'm strong.
Nobody understand, why am I hurt so bad?
Why the hell am I always fcuking sad?
As the razor slides across my wrist,
I'm reminded I still exist.
What I would give to just get away,
To not be here for another day.
All these thoughts run through my head,
I bet they don't know, I'd rather be dead.
Just to get away from all the heart ache and pain,
If they only knew the things I have to regain.
Honesty is hard, when there's nobody you trust,
If only people listened and weren't in such a rush,
If only I realized I was actually worth their time,
Then maybe life wouldn't be such a climb.
