Selfish

She can pretend she doesnt have those scars on her wrists,
No matter how hard she wishes, they will still exist.

Its out of control,
Pretty hard to ignore,
Problems getting bigger,
What is she on earth for?

A place to escape to,
Might be nice,
A chance to relax,
Just once in a while.

Bleeding for you,
Bleeding for me,
Bleeding inside,
Its getting hard to breathe.

Her body is so weak now,
Carve your name into her arm,
Another blade
Time for some more self harm.

I know its selfish,
You may think its cruel,
But its for the best,
After all you wanted me to be happy,
This makes me happy.