As I sit in my room
I stare at my razor
Thinking of how I am doomed of all my wounds
A girl at the age of 13
Couldn\'t deal with all the stress and pain
Crying everyday
Calling out your name
Wondering if you were doing the same
Looked at my razor
Run it across my wrist
As it follows my vains
Like a trace, The Agony & Pain
Think I went to deep this time
I sit on my bed
I see a bright light
Then I hear whispers screaming your name
And soft \"I love you\'s\"
Then I see your face
Then the light gets dimmer
You ask me, \" What are you doing?\"
\"Who do you think you\'re fooling?\"
Then you disappear
I stare at my wrist
The blood all over my wrist and hand
The blood hits the floor
With the razor
Then me following after
Mom comes home
Calls out my name
Not knowing what she\'s getting herself into
Walked in my room
Stepped in a puddle of my blood
Then saw her love
Lying on the floor
Died of pain & agony
Drowned in her own sorrows
