Life is blind
to you and yourself
it doesn't care if you are in a bind
it rips your heart out
and takes no notice
to the fact that you are crying
it will only play nice
if you can play its silly game
it will not let you spread your wings and fly
if you are like me
it will only let you cry
life is blind to the things it does to you and me
it doesn't care
so I take the razor
sharp and bare
to my arm
were four red cuts
lay bleeding out in pain
I cry out and cuss
hopping to end this silly game
that life plays
with you and me
I take the blade in to deep
and now the life drains out of me.
