She is me

Looking in the mirror
she wipes away one last tear
Carefully she picks up the knife
Saying to herself whats the point of this life

The cool knife against her skin
Gives her this feeling deep within
It reassures her that shes not perfect
That being in this world she doesn't really fit

She lifts up her head as she silently cries
She looks in the mirror and replays all those lies
She decides she cant live anymore
She cant stand an empty core

She slits her wrist without a care
The devil took her soul not willing to share
That girl needed to set her burden soul free
That girl you've read about is me