The Girl

She done fcuking up her life
The cuts will never heal
Scars from the past, cover up the strife
Adding more and more each day

Trying to kill herself
But here she must reside
Releasing her pain,
And always the cuts she hides

No one can see the pain in her eyes
Even if they can, they don’t seem to care
The only way she lets it out is when she cries
Or cuts deep into her skin, with her blade

She turns to the razor blade
When its relief she needs the most
One day she’ll swipe it and say goodbye
To her life they will all toast (cheers)

On a road to self destruction
Having to fight alone, no one is there
Self hate, Self harm, losing all her hope
Wishing for once they’d pretend to care

This is the night when it will all go away
She’s ready to end her life, no matter what they think
It’s going to happen now, before she’s made to stay
You wont hear me any longer, because the girl is me