I look in the mirror and see a face
A face in which is out of place
I see the eyes fearful and sad
Holding back the thoughts that are bad
I see the nose red from irritation
Holding back annoying recreation
I see a mouth closed to tight
Holding back a hideous bite
I turn to the side and see my ear
Holding back what I dont want to hear
I look down and see my feet
Holding back my body so weak
I close my eyes and see the black
Holding back my thoughts so whack
I open my eyes and see I knife
Holding back my thoughts of suffice
I pick it up and hold it strong
Holding back my feeling, knowing I don't belong
I put it to my wrist pondering on a decision
Holding back my thought of an incision
I have started to endeavor a slice
No longer holding back, my life has been sacrificed
 
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