**Keep reading, it's not an average cutting...
The clock strikes as the midnight moon grieves...
Cant you see the look on my face?
So much pain, so much disgrace...
Screaming voices
Shouting anguish...
Perfect family
Perfect life...
The memories from the past
Flood my distorted mind...
You try to make yourself sound tough
when really, you don't know a life that's rough...
In my own hands
im left alone...
Wait a minute, who is she?
That person that looks just like me...
I cant cut anymore,
they check everyday...
My mommy FOUND me
In my room on my FLOOR...
A fragile body and a tattered soul,
food untouched in plate or bowl...
Her beauty lit up the room,
everyone staring in awe...