I stand alone in the night
I hold a knife with all my might
As the knife comes down I feel a sharp, sharp pain
I might be going completely insane
The knife pierces my skin and becomes one with my heart
I stand there for a minute or two
I stand there looking at you
You look away from me
You really hate what you see
I take one last breath, then fall to the floor
I won't have to deal with my problems anymore
I might be dead, but I can feel
That my body will never heal
My blood starts to pore
Then I lay stiff on the floor
My body turns ice cold
I lay there and I start to become so very old
I am all alone, so very alone
AND DON"T THINK I"M CRAZY...CUZ I'M NOT
twisted