More than 8.5 million people in the U.S. have...
This is the end...of self-mutilation...

Your fist to my face
my body to the floor...

I pull on my long sleeve shirt Careful not to hit...
I look in the mirror and see the scars and the fat...

And look at her
how dear that girl is...

You are the strength that keeps me going.
You are the hope that keeps me trusting...

I can't sleep at night
with visions of you in my mind...

I wanted to soar,
to fly against the currents of the sky...