Want to be Dead

Its been awhile
since Ive shared a smile
A couple months since i I've gone that extra mile

But it was just yesterday
just a couple minutes ago
since Ive sunk
and sunk real low

I always keep it with me
day and night
Always have it close to me
its never out of sight

The sharp razor
wont make me cry
As it slices me
all I want want is to die

Now my wrist is filled with cuts
everyday I just cant stop
Cause its been to long
since I I've been on top

They all think its wrong
though they have no clue
they just don't know
what I'm going through

It seems sick
that I want to bleed
but its what I want
its what I need

You can see it in me
the sparkle is gone from my eye
But none of them care
they all think its some kind of lie

Cause they don't see me
sitting on my bed
They don't hear depression
constantly in my head

As I cut
when I see the bloodshed
I don't cry
I just want to be dead