Okay on the outside

She seems okay on the outside,
but what about in?
theres too much pain to hide,
shes living in sin,

hiding pain from everyone,
she locks her door,
she thinks time for a little fun,
and grabs her knife she keeps hidden on her closet floor,

as she cuts she thinks of who she loves,
but she doesn't they would care,
if she went below or above,
no ones ever there,

she does one last deep cut,
from her elbow to her wrist,
her last thought im finally out of this rut,
letting the knife drop out of her hands she unclenches her fist