All smiles I am today
The next I hope to be the same.
Today a girl tries so hard to fight her pain
But her tomorrows are always the same.
She cracks,
She crumbles,
She breaks,
She shatters,
She falls numb to the floor.
The slice of the sharp blade
The sight of the crimson tear
The mental release from this insane world
The pain isn't what she seeks
The scars are not for show
Your help is not the answer
Nor your concerns does she care
I know what you are seeing
what she is doing
And what she is feeling
For she is me in my tomorrow.
