People see the cuts upon her wrists
But still they see her life as bliss.
They stop and wonder what it must take
To make this girl collapse and break.
Was it something thoughtless that someone said?
Theres a ticking time bomb inside her head.
They stare and wonder what to do
But then go on about something new.
Until one day one might think
maybe its her self esteem starting to shrink.
The world goes on, nothing but,
a simple marking a careless cut.
But what if it was something much more deep?
A meaningless thought that they don't keep.
Again and again, it gets worse,
from all her friends she disperse.
When she's finally gone they begin to ponder.
They think big deal, just a memory held no longer. -
