up and down the street not across

Razor cut through the arm
Razor cut through the blood
Razor cut through the anger
Razor cut through everything
Until there’s nothing left but the blood
Flowing off my arm
I’m slowing becoming sick of life
Letting the cuts incase me with blood
The knife falls out of my hand
The cuts are made freehand
I can’t withstand the pain
I cry
I try to say I’m last good-byes
I just need someone here with me now
Somehow this is really happening
And I’m trapped
I feel like my soul was kidnapped
I’m so lost
And I just can’t get out of this mess
I cut to ingress my arm
I just want to be wanted
I feel like my happiness never come
So now razor
Razor take my hate and pain
End it all