Visions of razors
visions of knifes...

I walk down the hall
i close the bathroom door...

Soon it all will slowly come down
to its end...

I went into the bathroom
slowly closed the door...

The last time i saw you
you had a smile upon your face...

It seems as all the good things
now turn into pain...

Its long but please read all of it...
people think I'm perfect...

"Why hello there" you say
acting like you've done nothing wrong...

Disappear for my sake, and my sake only
I want you gone, I want you away from me...

You see me as i break to pieces
and watch my heart fade away...

You had my hopes up for something I've been...
something perfect that i can call my own...

A sense of wonder
a speak of laughter...