I look in the mirror
and I wonder who is staring bak at me
I don’t realize that it’s I
the fake smile on my face
the fake love I have in my eyes
the fake hope that I want to be real
that’s what I have come to be
I wanted to be happy
but I couldn't seem to be that way
it seemed like I only had one thing in my life
and that was the only thing that could save me
my blade meant everything to me
my blade was my friend
my blade was there when I was alone
then I realized all the pain that I couldn't push away
I turn to it one last time
and realize that my life can’t be changed
I want to be something im not
the look in my eyes
the tears I seem to cry
the marks on my arm
is just a way to release all this pain
I don’t mean for people to get hurt
I just want to be a happy child again
things were so much better when he was here
now he's gone and I can’t be with him
the tears I cry now
are for every time I thought I could change who I was
the scars don’t seem to fade
but only seem to come again
the tear I’m crying now
is now im realizing what I have become
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