My trusty Old Blade

Tell me why you HAD to go.
Tell me why I always cried when you left me all alone.
And tell me Mom was it really me that made you leave my dad,
And was I really that bad of a daughter that you felt the need to leave?

I was way more responsibly
Than you will ever be
I cook and clean and vacuum
And then I clean some more

I always have a smile on
Even though I want to cry
And when I think about that day you left
My smile turns dark and grey.

I take it out on my friends
How are they supposed to know
I shut everyone out of my life
And build me walls made out of stone.

I wish I could make you realize
How deep my cuts really are
And how my heart is scared
From you and you alone.

I never really mattered to you did I?
You never really cared
All you cared about was
What party you would attend

I am sick of all your selfish lies
Can you not see they are hurting me
You keep cutting me and leaving scars
But I'm about to leave my own.

For I have this trusty blade of mine
Its edge is sharp and clean
I put it up to my wrist
And I slice away my life

For what I have done
I did just to ease my pain
And maybe now you will realize
The damage you caused that day.

For my life has been taken
By this trusty old blade
And I no longer have to carry
Your burdens on my back.

Cause I'm no longer living
My soul can rest in peace.
And in your mind you will be wishing
That it was you instead of me.