Mirror
by Ben
I'm staring at the mirror now
Looking at my face
Watching tears running down
I'm such a disgrace
The answer always comes to me
As i lie in bed, my life won't be worth while
Until i am dead
I pick up the razor blade and press it on my flesh
The red drips from my arm
I taste it, it is fresh
I finally see the answer
Its right there in my head
My life is worth while
Now that i am dead