I hear your screams,
Like a song in my head,
A painful song,
A song that makes me cry.
They keep replaying,
Over and over and over again,
I see your blood,
I see the burns,
They look out of place,
Your so pretty,
They're so ugly.
I see the blades,
Not so well hidden,
The candle,
On your bedside table,
The hairslides,
The matches,
Laying on the floor.
I know what you're up to,
Dont keep this from me,
Im not an idiot,
Either are they.
We know about your burning,
The burning late at night,
How can you act as if its normal?
This is not normal,
You cringing from the pain is not normal,
Im trying to protect you,
To keep you from all that s h i t.
I care about you,
So do they,
We dont want to be attending your funeral,
I could never bring myself to say,
