The Story of Me

This is the story
Of a girl who always cries
She sits in her corner
Thinking about her lies

Gliding the razor across her wrists
The tears drop down
But she feels a slight bliss

Invisible to the world
Not even seeing herself
She cuts to cure
The pain she's dealt

Dreams of happiness
No longer exist
Shes always dreaming of death
These dreams she can't resist

She pulls down her sleeves
Feeling a slight relief
Then stares in the mirror
Only to feel more grief.