She asked me why
I just stared slapped...

Slicing and dicing
Tearing up my wrists...

Running through the halls
Hiding my face in a book...

My skin ripping
tearing apart...

He walked up to me
And kissed me gentally...

I was walking down the hall
When from behind he grabbed my hand...

Walking down the hall
Face in my book...

I run from my pain
Hide from my mistakes...

Tearing me apart inside
Are my silent thoughts of suicide...

Blood dripping
From every point on my body...

Cut deep
So I could finally fall asleep...

Not the girl
That everyone thought...