She needs to be pretty
She needs to be thin...

Dear Self,
This is a reminder...

Drip, drip, drip
The sound of the blood...

I want to feel it
The smooth kiss of blade on flesh...

Shaking insides
Hollow soul...

"Jesus loves you," they tell me
And I know it's true...

Why do I feel hurt?
Why do I need pain...

I see myself
The reflection in the mirror...

Razors and blood
Razors and blood...

She's been feeling it for awhile now
The depression and hopelessness...

Slashes of red
Cover my arm...

Blood and pain are a way of life
Her secret for staying alive...