Mental questions, twisted mind
Hidden answers uneasy to find...

Clean slices across my wrists
Unknown to all but me...

I dont know
Whats happened to me...

Hidden emotions
behind a mask...

She cries so loudly
Screaming for her life...

No one know the true me
On my face, a smile is what they see...

Sitting here
Talking to you...

Behind a locked door she sits and cries
The blade to her wrist, her blood all flies...

Those three simple words
Cost her her life...

I feel the warmth running down my face
The hot wet sensation...

These scars are all that remain
From when I bled away the pain...

She lies in her death bed
Pale, weak, and still...