The tip of the blade
Runs through my veins...

It’s been a month and a half
Since I last...

How can you fall
if you're already on the ground...

Last night I fell asleep dreaming of you
Thinking and admiring you...

When I look at myself in the mirror
I never see a happy, beautiful girl...

*I wrote this poem when I was really pissed of at...
You're the one who gave me life...

Every morning I wake up
Dreading the thought of going to school...

Hold on stop
Drop the knife...

Every night
When I'm in bed...

I am beautiful
I am happy...

Cutting is my drug
I cant live without it...

When I look in the mirror, I see a girl
She looks so happy with a big smile on her face...