& I can honestly say
I'm getting better...
It's simply nerves you say...
but there's still three more summers...
You found me all alone
Curled up cryin...
A girl with a mask, one dark with despair,
She screams for help, But nobody is there...
I used to question bulimics
'How does one force themselves to vomit...
This storm of rage is overflowing
taking over my body violently...
Streams of black run down my face,
full of pain and agonizing grace...
Shoved in a battle
Deep inside...
I wait in painstaking silence for someone to find...
I wait for the puzzle pieces to come together...
Pain is not just what you feel
But also an emotion that can kill...
Trace your veins with a razorblade
tear open the scattered web of blue...
Lies and secrets, nobody knows,
A scared little girl, inside the tear flows...