Cutting herself.

She could never explain it to anyone,

Why she did the things she did

Yes, she was a cutter, but that isn�t all she was.

Everyone watched her dance on the stage

Or cheer at the football games,

But for some reason they couldn�t see past the scars

From her arms to her stomach to her legs

She didn�t realize that everyone knew what she was
doing.
When they tried to confront her she denied it.

They even tried to prove it but she covered everything up.
Searching her room they took everything she loved

Clothes, makeup, music and her razors.

One day she was alone in her room getting ready,

When she looked at her razors she had hidden

And cut her arm the entire way up

Just to watch the blood stream until she was no longer.