The bottles of pills are empty,
Scattered across the floor...
Staring at a bottle of pills,
Thoughts racing through her mind...
She smiled.
She laughed...
Smile, little girl.
Don't let them see your pain...
You say, "Just one cut. Just a little...
but baby you know it won't be enough...
It's better to cry from the eyes |
Is it bad if I laugh uncontrolably at the sight of my own blood? |
It's important to spell well using paper and pen, but it's more important when using razors and skin. |