Razor blade glide

She wakes up each morning and paints on her lies
but before she even gets finished she brakes down and cries
what would anyone think if they knew what went through her mind everyday
would they even have anything to say
she pretends to be happy and have it all
but if they only saw
how she hides away in her room
to hide her eyes filled with gloom
she tells herself they would never understand
and gets her razor blade tight in her hand
with tear filled eyes
she watches the razor blade glide