Recovery pt.1

In the beginning it was a dull knife
And in the end it became a razor blade
You see cutting doesn't solve anything
But it temporarily relieves the constant pain

My momma said "just be happy"
Go to school and be just like that kid
I can't
I'm fighting a monster in my head

If I hear you yell at me again
I'm gonna wanna hold a shotgun to my head

My momma cried
Seeing me almost unconscious in my bed
Empty pill bottle next to me
With fresh cuts on my wrist and a letter in my hand

I don't wanna remember what I said
It still hurts me to this day
I could cry about it all over again