broke(n)

There are things that I can not hold on my chest Locked up inside my room lost my sleep Grab my blade, and I pull up my sleeve I like the pain, and watch to see it bleed It's not in vain, but I feel like it's a need U can see the pain when I speak, U can hear the pain when I breathe (Real shit) Real shit, no shit, I'm tryin to quit bitch, Eyes shut, bed wet and my skin itch, Talking to myself, I know I will end in a ditch, as I dwell on the floor filled with fuckin bleach, now you're far but I know I can reach I don't know i can't complain about my state, some times sadness takes me sometimes takes the hate, I can't front, but I turn up the pace as I bleed with the blade with the blood out my veins and see how my life fades away I have these visions, the visions they tell me that my life is hanging, I have no beliefs, only my soul and my heart yes they bleed, until I leave