I sit right here
The razor blade beside me,
Tears running down my face,
And memories run threw my head.
As i grab the razor blade i think,
whats am i doing?
I stick the razor to my wrist and push down,
not thinking of the scars it may leave.
As the blood rushes out,
The sadness fades away.
Then out of nowhere i see a light, a bright white light.
This is the end,
Its finally all over.
Yes it is all my work, i promise.... well i haven't heard it before...
i made it up after i just lost a friend coz i lied to him and now he never wants to talk to me again and that was the first thing that popped into my head
