Down my wrist
This razor goes
I begin to smile
As the blood steadily flows.

I am but a failure
Given no chance to live
An ignorant character
With nothing else to give.

Nobody understands me
And doesn’t put in enough effort to care
So these images in my head
You all are unaware.

One cut after another
Never coming to an end
This razor that I hold
Acts of my only friend.

All my self control
Is what I now lack
And this time I’m sure
I won’t gain it back.

Don’t tell me that you care now
It’s too late to confess
I’m already drowning
In a pool full of stress.

Down my wrist
Once again it goes
As my tears stop
So my pain, nobody knows.

 
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