Dec 2013
My razor
knows me
in ways they never tried
Outside I may be smiling
But it knows at night, I cry
My razor*
comforts me
in ways I never feel
the pain feels so good,
It’s the only thing that’s real.
My razor
whispers the words
I never hear
from the people
that never care.
(a.f.c)
knows me
in ways they never tried
Outside I may be smiling
But it knows at night, I cry
My razor*
comforts me
in ways I never feel
the pain feels so good,
It’s the only thing that’s real.
My razor
whispers the words
I never hear
from the people
that never care.
(a.f.c)
