Pain

Wanna cry

Wanna hide

Got to lock all these feelings inside

Wanna fight

Wanna scream

Out all of my pain

And all of my grief

That just doesn't seem

To want to go away.

Razor blade

Razor knife

Cutting into my skin-

My strife

Makes me want to leave.

If i could redo this life I would

Leave it the way it is.

Because you make it better,

More bearable.

And that it something

They will never understand.