She lays there hoping it's a dream,
but she knows in her heart it's a reality,
if she just keeps on hoping, it will all go away,
she can't tell her aprent's cause she's scared of what they'd say.
she acts differen't when no one's around,
she's got cuts up her arm,
she's got cuts going down,
she hates her life,
she hates what she sees,
so she takes it out with razor blades, and bleeds.
scared of him,
scared of herself,
she just let it happen,
she did nothing, to stop it,
one goes up and down,
one just goes across,
one is for her mother,
one for the things she lost,
one if for her father,
who makes her life a hell,
one is for her self,
she says that she just fell,
crying, tears of blood from her arms, a different' story for all the scars.
