Cut free

Why can't they just see
what it's like being me
everything is taken away
for me life is just another day,

Dieing slowly
but no one knows
soon I'll be gone
with only memories they will hold,

Going crazy
I'm falling apart
fixing to turn and run
from my screaming heart,

In so much pain
I can't begin to describe
instead I'm locked in my room
from the world I hide,

Scar after scar
they are all there
making me realize
my past is real,

Cuts after cuts
my blood seeping through
my day is finally coming
and no one knew,

Razor-blade in my hand
as my body is cut free
and my body is left here
for everyone to see