When I look at my reflection

And see what I behold

Not of but my own selection

Scars mark me, new and old

Some of them will fade away

In time that is not mine

And some of them will always stay

Though time can make them fine

I know they say it's bad for me

My release, my self-abuse

I hear, but I choose not to see

For this pain is to my use

I know that it might sound demented

That pain in my salvation

But how my life was lead and evented

I found my revelation

Anger, sorrow, and loneliness

Follow me though my days

And I deal with the endlessness

In the best of my own ways

I know I really do understand

When I see my own perception

That I did change to where I now stand

Lost in this razorblade connection