I’m going to escape
What is called my life
It’s not worth the trouble
Sick of taking it all
Never say anything about the strain
The tension on me hurts real bad
Tried to end the pain
With a simple little stroke
Across the wrist it went
It then came pouring out
Anguish that needed to be released
Anger that was bottled up
I don’t regret to at all
I’d do it again if I had to
When I think about it
It hurts so much
Not what you are thinking
It’s not the cut - - it’s you
The reason it all started
Maybe you’ll realize
Before it’s too late
If I have to - - I’ll keep it up
Someday I could take everything
Blame yourself when it happens
It all started with you in the first place

 
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