Why can you not see how hard I try
to not cut anymore...

What will happen to this
poor hurt girl...

I hate my life
I hate every jabbing knife...

She dreams of happy endings
Where all her wishes come true...

You told me you would never leave me
we would be together forever...

After the dream
comes the reality...

Love love
it hurts like hell...

I slice the razor through my skin
what a clean cut it makes...

She carves pretty pictures upon her wrist
This is her twisted way to escape all this...