When I look in the mirror I start to cry, because...
She's not the person I knew and loved, now I see a...

I hate my life, it's controlled by a knife.
I look at my arms, they're covered with scars...

I'm so broken you can't pick me off the floor,
no matter how many times you try to piece me back...

No one sheds a tear for the scars I wear, maybe if...
I don't think they'd miss me, they don't even know...

Thoughts of worthlessness and death filled her...
Everyone around her didn't have a clue, of the...

How could I live a life, I don't have?
How could I be happy, when I'm always sad...

You never gave me the love I need,
so all I do now is bleed and bleed...

Do you care, about the scars I wear?
They were because of you...

Why did you pick her over me?
Do you really want to see me bleed...

Why do you continue to cause me pain?
When I thought it was gone it came back again...

Squeeze my arm,
and you'll see a vein...

In my little white padded cell,
I'm looking at my insane hell...