Have you looked in the mirror?
You have, really...

I take the knife
And hold it in my hand...

You say nice things to me
And tell my it isn't a lie...

Help me, I'm crying.
Hold me tight and...

Feeling lonely
Feeling bad...

No one knows the pain I hide,
How I wish it would subside...

Breathing in everything,
Hold it in forever...

I carve patterns into my skin
That is where the fun begins...

These cuts silence my screams...
They soothe my helplessness...

Hiding in the folds of my blanket of depression,
Happiness is very hard to find...

Sitting on a ledge
Thinking of my pain...