The blade breaks the skin
And I don’t care anymore
I’ve seen what I am, and I don’t care anymore
Know what I have become, and I don’t care-
It’s hard to exist, when you’re blinded by truth
Hard to live, when you’re suffocated by lies
And all you know, and all you are
Is never enough for them, for yourself
Never good enough for the ones who matter-
So what is to be done
Now that I know what to do,
What is to be done
Now that I know who I am-
It’s time to end this petty charade
Time to end this tragic play
Because I am done pretending-
With tears in my eyes
And a head full of doubt
I slide the knife across my wrists
And let my life bleed out

 
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