Edge

Standing on the edge
There is no looking back
Must keep running forward
Running from the knife's carbon black

Carbon black slicing into me
Not letting me live down the pain
Everything bottled up inside
It was so hard to contain.

1 just simply remember
3 more to let it seep deeper
12 more cause now I cant forget
a couple more making my life cheaper.

I'm running away to someplace
Where there is no one to tell me I'm worth less
I hate them all so utterly with all me vengeance
Though I have to admit my life has become a mess.

Standing on the edge
There is no looking back
Must keep running forward
Running from the knife's carbon black

I use to just stare at the wall
Letting them cut me down
I ignored the pain then
Becoming the class clown

Pushed around
Just for their messed up entertainment
Then I started locking up all the hate
Making my form of containment

Slices upon my already bruised wrists
I made them all the way up my arm
Thats was the first time I actually realized
That they were causing too much harm

Standing at the edge
There is no looking back
Must keep running forward
Running form knife's carbon black

I'm looking down now
I hate all this pain
But all this living
Has been in vain.

I'm letting it all go
All everything I ever felt
I start to cry
Something in me melts.

One step closer
Tears run down my face
I'm like every one said before
Just a lonely disgrace

Falling of the edge
I don't want to look back
Just ending my life
Hitting the ground with a smack