Standing here in the rain, in the dark corner of my mind,
I wish for a new beginning, or a better way,
I curl up in my corner and begin to cry,
All the voices in my head telling me just to die.
Give me a razor, give me pills,
My wrists are slit, my body numb,
I fight to hold in my pain,
You see my tears, you see me fall,
You see why I can't go on anymore?
A life like this sure won't be missed,
But if I live through this night,
I'll try again till I get it right!
