Mother's got issues
So much pressure
Dad never wanted me
Step dad wanted pleasure
Grandparents need perfection
Friends are never there
Boyfriend is unsure
No one listens
No one cares
They don't know about my problem
They would laugh and think freak
I use a razor
I use a knife
I watch as it slowly rips the skin
Blood starts to pour
It mixes with the tears
This is my only happiness
Yet you want to take it away
The razor is my best friend
He is always there
He makes me happy
Yet causes so much fear
