Hot shower kind of day

I hate everything about myself
from my head to my toes
everyday i sit in front of the mirror
crying at what it shows

a stupid little girl
with no meaning in life
a stupid little girl
holding a knife

a scared teenager
with cuts on her wrist
a scared teenager
who wont be missed

but ill act happy
its only for a few hours
just whille im at school
cant wait to go home to my hot showers

my showers are a little different
they consist of me n my blade
i few quick slices on my wrist
till the water turns a red shade

i do it in the shower
to wash away the pain
as gentle drops of water
beat down on me like rain

then i start to cry
my eyes turning kind of red
as happy thoughts run through my mind
my thoughts of being dead

get out of my shower
hide my blade way
save it for another
hot shower kind of day