i wake up in the morning
and turn off the alarm
walk to the bathroom and start to self harm.
everyone says its bad
but they dont understand
the daily pain that is my life
but the blades already in my hand.
i fight and fight
i must not lose
but i have no choice
i know what to choose.
my life is pointless
i have no purpose
everyone hates me
everything makes me nervous.
so now i have the blade
a choice in mind
life or death?
life...i cant leave everyone behind.
so ill be here today
ill be here tommarow
ill be here next week
ill suffer through my sorrow.
so no need to worry
ill see you tommarow
and the next day
and the next.
and the next
and the next
and the next.
