I am crying these tears which stain my face.
I take the razor that you have left me to deal with.
I am holding the razor tight while I continue to cry.
I am making the scar that you will once see and wonder why I did it.
I am cutting into my arm and all that fills up is the tears that you have once leaved me in my heart.
All you will be able to see is the scar that you have made me effin do.
These Tears will NEVER disappear from you.
I am keeping this razor blade close to my heart so taht I can also trust on my best friend for help.
I have made the razor my friend because it goes through the same sh!t that you have given me.
If you want to see me..you would find the only way.
Finding me 6 feet under the walls of tears that I have built up.
