Blood Stained Razor Blade

Sitting on my own
As usual, the only one
I’ve never seen the sunlit sky
So blue and full of clouds
People outside playing heaps of fun games
While I realise that’s all my life is
Just one big game
I’m like the entertainment
My broken heart, fears and secrets are what everyone else finds funny
Standing up on my own two feet
I jump up and scream and shout
I’M NOT YOUR FUKEN TOY!
I run back home sitting again on my own
The only thing that really understands me
My best friend
I cut it once, I cut it twice
My blood stained razor, and me
We reunite
I let everything go,
As I sink back below
The only thing that can help me through
Thank you for being there
My blood stained razor and me

© Lucy Green

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