Her friends are taking one step back,
Yet her knife is getting closer,
Her nights are getting scary and black,
And her cuts are getting grosser.
She can't explain it to her friends,
They wouldn't want to know,
How she wants this nightmare to end,
She wants this to be a final show.
So many things are going on,
She has no idea what to do,
She's trying her best to stay strong,
But she's beginning to loose all of you.
She's pushing her friends away,
While her knife stays by her side,
She's taking things the wrong way,
And she's trying her best to hide.
She finds it hard to focus,
So many things on her mind,
She's trying to refocus,
On the things she's left behind.
She can't begin to explain,
Why she's pushing people away,
They won't understand her pain,
So she hides it in her own way.
Her knife is getting closer and closer,
Her friends are taking two step back,
Yes her cuts may be getting grosser,
But her nights are destructive and black.
