Cutting knife

I need to leave
This hell you call life
My one way ticket
Is shaped as a knife

Sitting on the table
it looks so sacred
I start to get scared
Then I fill with my hated

There a countless reasons
Why I need to be free
There are so many scars
That you cannot see

I'm cut, and scared
And torn in two
And nobody knows
Of the shit I've been through

Nobody cares
I have the "perfect life"
I'll be very successful
And be a wonderful wife

Yeah sure what shit
I'm sick of those lies
I'm sick of the fighting
And I'm sick of the cries

i pick up the knife
And I start to slice
I cut in straight lines
So beautiful and nice

I really don't care
What people will say
Cause I know that I
wont be there the next day

I start to cut deeper
I forget to be neat
And then all of a sudden
the knife falls to my feet

I remember the good times
That I had once had
And I decide that my life
isn't so sad

It would be great
To end it this way
To have me live
And be there the next day

But i found this of
After I cut a big vein
I try to stop it
But every things blood stained

I start to freak out
I pray to God above
The one who cursed me
The one that I love

And with that I died
Alone in my room
And no one but you
Knows of my doom...