She comes inside and locks the door
She cant take this life no more
Gets a razor not one but two
She just wished they'd get a clue
Maybe if she went away
You could be able to have the time of day
She fills the bathtub up with cold water
Slips inside clothes and all
Feeling like a used rag doll
She takes the razor and presses down
While all her troubles start to drown
Slice after slice till she cant feel anything anymore
She slips into her eternal slumber
Without a regret on her mind
She just wishes it was happiness she could find
She took her life
And no one knew
Staring at the knife
They finally got a clue
Author notes
Written May 3rd, 2006
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