Behind This Closed Door

As I sit here in a corner,
just me, myself, and I,
I think of my life and I start to cry
For I know that none of the things that I was told was true
I then lift up the sleeve of my shirt
and I wonder how one little blade
can cause so much pain...
Although it may be painful,
It is still worth it in the end
The pain of the blade cutting into my vein makes me forget about my troubles and makes the sadness in my life seem pretend
As I look into the blade, I see the reflection of a girl with a tear stained face and I wonder what happened to make her feel this way...
It is then that I think about taking my life, but I know that if I were to die,
then too many people would cry and I don't wanna cause anyone to be in pain over me...
So in the meantime, I'll just keep on a mask and I'll hide my pain behind a fake smile
I'll pretend that everything is okay
and then I'll sit in my room with a razor blade... just me, myself, and I
and then, only then, will I allow myself to cry