Urges

Its all inside me
i want it out
i look around
theres nothing about

i see a knife
i gripe it tight
theres nothing Else
in my sight

its on my skin
it starts to rip
then i remember
so it starts to slip

i let it go
away from me
i want everyone
to let me be

theres scares on my wrist
that wont go away
and if nothing Else
they'll just stay