5 shaking fingers gripping the crimson stained...
4 questions in my head, on why the pain wont fade...

She’s a suicidal girl her wrists are
Bloody with scars all over them...

I know you won’t believe me
I shouldn’t even try...

She is like a broken toy
all alone sitting in back of all of her classes...

As i drag that knife across my thigh
tell me all the reasons that I should die...

I need you
To get me through...

Daddy please dont hit me today,
please daddy I dont want to be sent away...

You push me up against the wall
you sit and stare as I fall...

Dear Diary, I can’t remember how it feels...
My soul I am trying so hard to revive...

I dont want to be depressed forever
so here I sit each night and pray...

Disappointments knocking on your door
Seems I'm not what your looking for...

You never really understood
how come to me...