Life will always be hard,
You just have to play it out card by card...

I don't eat anymore you know.
I feel like I have no room to grow...

Never good enough for anyone, not even myself.
Suddenly life's a blur...

Depression.
Truly a disease, that affects so many teens...

Everyone wants to do something bad.
We're all people and we all have our pressures...

You see me, as just another girl.
Just another "passer by" in the hall...

So I sit here, just staring at my scars.
I wonder why they haunt me so much...