I want to do it

I feel the rage well up inside of me

Like a balloon ready to burst

I've got an itch that needs to be scratched

and there's only one way out

I'll find my razor or a needle

drag it across my flesh and watch

as the skin painfully splits

It's the only way I can survive

I tried to find a way out

maybe about a year ago when

I planned to jump onto the road

The scars on my arms disgust me

Turn me into a walking frankenstein

And so the cycle repeats

someday I'll explode again I just know it

And I'll be more careful next time

the last time