My room

When I come home from school I lock myself in my room
Not realizing that Im actually putting myself to doom
I turn the radio up so I cant hear anything around me
When it gets dark I turn my lights out so I cant see
All I can do is feel the pain I brought apon myself
Even though I put the razor up high on the shelf
It always finds a way to get back into my hands
Just one more time on the leg it demands
This one last time and everything will be ok
But still after my mind and thoughts are still gray
When I turn to someone for help the words wont come out
Because I know I cant stop these feelings and theres no doubt
I hate seeing what it does to the people I love
The one who would comfort me and make it better is up above
Sometimes I want to go with her and leave this world behind
Everyone just thinks that Im losing my mind
But I do know that there must be a reason for me to be here
I just have to find it and get past all of my fear
And to the people who are helping me along the way
I wish that I could find the words to say

copyright:JML