So take this razor blade to my wrist
i can feel my arm tense up
as i make a fist-
as the pain blossoms before me
i lose all recollection of whats happening
the way my life is going
and the way the world is turning-
no one can feel
what i feel rite now
you can only look
and imagine how-
you can only imagine
how it gets so bad
hurting yourself
is all that you have-
but people dont seem to realize
the truth behind it
how its effecting me
and the way that i live-
the way people look in my eyes
they know its not fake cries
the pain that i feel
is a different kind of pain-
when you look past the darkness
of my composure
you realize
its almost closure-
when you look into the future
you think that the end is near
but dont give up yet
hold on tight
because when everything is all said and done
it'll be worth the fight.
