Just a girl with depression,
Pain and aggression,
Totally blank expression,
Unhealthy obsession,
Knife in possession,
Won’t leave an impression...

Life's like photography... we use negatives to develop...

Perfect Girl...
Perfect Life...
Perfect Scars...
Perfect Knife...

I wear dark eyes, to hide the cries, to hide the lies, behind these eyes...

I'm going to SMILE like nothing's wrong,
Talk like everything's PERFECT,
Act like it's just a DREAM,
And PRETEND you're not HURTING me...

Depression's like a wave...
It brings you down,
Till eventually you give in...
And drown.

Don't cut yourself over guys... the scars will remind you of the pain they caused...