My cut is getting deeper
My pain is getting worse
This tool is getting closer and closer to my heart
Everyone gives me at least one reason for this to start
I hide my depression in my smile
Could what i am doing turn out to be worthwhile?
When those horrid thoughts run through my mind
I take this knife and put it to my wrist and let it slide
All she feels is pain inside
Not one moment of relief
All these thoughts in my mind
I feel like I have no one by my side
In that drawyer there lies a knife
And sometime i feel like i want it to take my life
Who would give a shit if i was gone?
Ive been through this pain for far to long
Put me out of my misery
Because i cant take it anymore
It keeps nawing at me longer and longer
As the urge keeps getting stronger and stronger
So i say goodbye
To all those so-called \"friends\"
These are my last and final words
This is where it ends....
