two more years and a razor blade to my wrist

I had it right in front of me
I tasted it on the tip on my tounge
Happiness a life of my own
Ripped away as bitter as a broken bone
Torn from me before I could even live it
Agony jolts through me as I see
I'm going to be stuck in my own hell for two more years
The words burn my ears
It brings me to tears
As I hear I'm gonna be stuck here for two more years
I don't think i can do it
I don't know if I'll get through it
I have a feeling two more years
Are going to bring more tears
more scars coating my arms
Two more years it's just sick
I just don't think I can take it
Without a razor blade pressed to my wrist