Too much pain

The pain is just too much
She wants it to go away;
She pulls out a razor and cuts her wrist with the blade
Five or six cuts then shes through
Sitting there bleeding not knowing what to do;
She watches her blood
It runs down her arm and onto her clothes
She puts on a sweatshirt so nobody knows;
The pain goes from her heart straight to her arm
She cries herself to sleep knowing what she did could bring her harm;
Morning comes same ol' routine
Avoids too much contact in case it might be seen;
She pretends shes happy like nothing is wrong
But really she is mad ticking like a bomb
The pain is just too much
She doesnt want to go on