my way out

Cutting is my way to copeWithout it I have no hopeI need to cut to release the painIf not I will go insane People say I want to dieBut that is the biggest lieI cut myself to get reliefFrom all the things that cause me grief Bad habits are a common thingBecause of the feeling that they bringDon't judge me for what I doI'm sure there are bad things you do too I'm not a problem for you to fixSo don't try to play those mind tricksI will quit when I'm ready toIt's up to me not up to you I know you might not understandBut this kind of thing isn't plannedI don't wake up and make the choiceI'm pressured by a little voice The voice is in my head all dayHe says I'm just in the waySometimes I get out of the messIt all depends on the amount of stress Sometimes I want it to go awayTo stop it from coming everydayToo many people are watching meI wish they would just let me be I want help then again I don'tThey want me to quit, but I won'tI need this still I wish they would seeI need this so I can be me I wish to live not to dieI wish to laugh not to cryI don't want the pain to stay in meI want so badly to be free If only I could forget my pastThen I could be free at lastBut I can't forget the painIt comes so fast just like the rain