My heart filled with hate,
For what i did not say...
Tonight i heard Daddy,
Crying in his sleep...
Inside she is empty,
Cold as ice below...
My answer never changes,
The same old line i say...
The doctor stared in shock,
At what this girl had done...
The paper again blank,
From words i cannot say...
I don't know how to breathe,
Your words are choking me...
I want to be like her,
So pretty and thin...
This is my pathetic explanation,
Told straight from the heart...
His tounge is the razor
Scratching at my skin...
Her dreams tell a story
Of the girl inside the skin...
Inside i am dying,
Slowly rotting away...