The Wrong Side of a Razor Blade

It seems that I lost my way.

 I don’t know where to go.

 I’ve walked so long on this empty road. 

It feels like I can’t find my way back home.

 When I get to the roads end.

 It is right where I had began.

 I don’t want to have to start all over again.

 

Sometimes I feel like giving up, breakdown and turn into rust.

 Sometimes I feel like grabbing the razor blade and start to cut.

 Collapse off your feet, I think you have had enough.

 I’m sorry that your life had been so rough.

 

Everyone can see my pain. 

It has been tattooed on my face 

but to me it’s just feels like another day.

This day seems to never end, it can’t be explained

 

I will find my own way, it will be the best ever. 

I will have my great escape, I know that I can be better.

 I know that I can change. 

I will be the one to bring everyone together.

 I’m going to let everyone know what I have to say.

 

Sometimes I feel like giving up.

 Letting everyone know that I’ve had enough. 

Leaving my stains behind as I stay away.

 I've turned into rust, left for no one to love.

 With no one to trust, I will take all of the blame.

I guess this is game over you will never know how much this hurts.