I let you see me being happy and smiling
I don't let you see me bleeding and crying
each future scar will represent
a plain and simple disappointment
all the scars that are already here
for them, I didn't shed a tear
a brand new razor raised in my hand
I'm sure no one Will understand
I make straight line, a curve and a curl
I'm afraid my hate will unfurl
the hate inside causes the pain
the hate is what keeps me from going insane
holding my breath and cutting my wrist
someday I hope the blade will slip
I hope it will slip and cut a vein
the vein that holds all my pain
quietly screaming
I think I'm dreaming
my time has finally come
for my life to come undone
my hand reaches out and grabs the knife
I'm finally going to take my life
