• Razor in your hand
    Your alone in your room
    Scars cover your arm
    Mind and spirit filled with gloom

    Why do you do this
    This is not who you are
    You know you can stop
    But you know you feel better with every new scar

    No friends for your sad journey
    To help you through
    To see the light in the darkness
    To find you

    Your alone in your room
    The door always locked
    Which closes you out of the world
    This depression must be stopped

    The bleeding has stopped
    But now you know
    You will find you
    The path there will show

    You have family and friends
    No more pain has come
    The razor in the trash, the door unlocked
    The light has won