Its like when
the red turns...

When i look in the mirror
who do i see...

Everything is such a blur
Not knowing what is going to happen next...

Its all a big haze now
Compared to what it used to be...

Your perfect, the best
Amazing, protective...

I watch you stand there
You see me seeing you...

We, I
Am like a flower...

Its shiny and slick
Bold and daring...

What ever happened
to both of us feeling...

I feel lost confused upset sick for no reason at...

Its so easy to cut my wrists, soon it will be easy...

Im the desperate beat girl
who is looked upon as a cutter...