i wrote this for my friend who also cuts herself, she reminds me of raven. i don't own raven / teen titans so now u loser lawyers can't sue me...happy now
They never leave, why do they always stay
Why won't these voices just go away
Planting themselves into my head, escaping only with my own pain
To see the redness of blood seep out of my flesh, to bleed an gain
Pretending, but I don't really feel a thing
My voice of broken glass, I sing
I walk my own path alone; turning my back to all those who wish to help
Just leave me alone, throwing all their pleas to the wall, they yelp
Drowning myself in sorrow, in pain, in anger from all of them and you
And all the rest of the world I wish I never knew
Pretending, but I don't really feel a thing
My voice of broken glass, I sing
Why won't you just get away from me
Everyone, everywhere, Earth, Heaven, Hell, all three
This world and the next, there's so much screaming, unbearably loud
I hide in darkness, concealed away, almost afraid of all and any crowd
Pretending, but I don't really feel a thing
My voice of broken glass, I sing
I hate this world with the most darkest of feelings, for what it stands for
And to my most unpleasant distain, with my body and soul, can't ignore
All these voices screaming inside my own head
I hear their wails of grief in the middle of the night as I lay in bed
Pretending, but I don't really feel a thing
My voice of broken glass, I sing
I can't take it anymore, there's just all too much
My color of life keeps fading away, my fingers of icy touch
My body is just to tired to work, I raise my hand in defeat
I'm just so incredibly weak, can't even stand on my own bruised feet
Pretending, but I don't really feel a thing
My voice of broken glass, I sing
All this pressure leads to this moment, all this life of useless cause, a single cut away
Wrists bleed of unforgiving sins, the voices turn to whispers, can't hear for once, what they say
The world goes silent, heartbeat slows down, keep breathing but it's useless
My mind in an instant, goes blank, everything turns to most beautiful darkness
Pretending, but I don't really feel a thing…
…My voice of broken glass, I sing