So fragile and so delicate,
Being locked up on a shelf somewhere is my fate...

The sky was bleeding red
They were so close to being dead...

The thorn in my side,
The bane of my existence...

Can you make me beautiful with your love
Like a creature sent from above...

Invisible wrists
You didn't even notice when last we kissed...

In a place where there is no where to hide
Imaginary creatures cutting at my side...

On my wrist the pale lines
Each hold a memory that binds...

You left me with a bleeding heart
After you told me we’d never part...

You've help me
You've hurt me...

Run away from the pain
The torment...

Would I ever hurt you so bad
To cut to kill...

The desperate plight of a young girl
Taking pity...