I love the way the cold razor feels
As it cuts into my flesh
My skin slipping fast apart
My blood just pouring out
The razor cuts so deep
As it penetrates my skin
You tell me I have problems
And yes I know it’s true
My biggest problem is that guy that I call you
You do this to me you make e cut myself
Your pain hurts so badly and this is how I cope
I cut myself to make me bleed
Blood is better then tears
You say my scars are ugly
But I say you’re wrong
I think my scars are beautiful
For the red until the brown
This is how I express myself
My scars are my tattoos
You have my name across your chest
So I carved yours into mine
Mine is there till the very end the scar will never fade
Can you tell me what the difference is
With ink and with my blood
You choose the needles and I, I choose the knife
My razor is my favorite there for me when your not
This is how I choose to life my life
If you cant except for who I am
Then I sure feel bad for you
So here my friend I’ll make one last cut
And this scars for you so you can never forget you did this to me
Take me for who I am with my scars and all
I need you to just be there for me when I start to fall
Maybe if you were there
I wouldn’t cut myself at all
You’re supposed to be my lover my best friend
But instead of you this metal is my friend
It comforts me when your not there
Whether I sad or even mad
Its there for me wherever I go
It’s always in my pocket
At school or at home
I always have it with me
This razor is my thrown
It gives me the power I need
To show who I really am
This razor is my enemy yet it is my friend
So take me as I am enemy and all
And I promise you I will have the strength to never fall again
5/5/04
 
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