Cutting...

As she cries
It all comes out
All the lies
and self doubt

She can't control it
it is a sin
She takes the razor
To make her heart Mend

She use to have friends
She doesn't anymore
Her heart is so broken
Her heart is so sore

She covers everything so well
Everyone thinks
Her life is so swell

But what they don't know
is when she gets home
She takes the knife to her arm
Because she feels so low.

As she tries so hard
Nothing is good enough
She's off by so far

All she needs
is some love
Some Angels
From Up above

Ali (C)2007