She looks at the razor
For what seems like hour
But it had only been
A couple of minutes
No one understand
No one ever will understand
No one will EVER understand
No one will ever understand...
The mute Emo girl
As she take the razor
All the memories
The memories of Abuse
Memories of Rejections
Memories of there faces
She takes the razor
And slices away
The pain turns to pleasure
The tears she crys
Are no longer there
The blood is drained
Now only lays her lifeless body
With the shiny razor
Clutched into her hand
