She cuts herself at night to see if she still feels
To see if anything is real and the scars they never heal
She tries to forget, but the memories are strong
There's no turning back from the damage she's done
She is watched and is judged
Made fun of, never loved
People are rarely polite or kind
They don't see what goes on in her mind
And either do I, but at least I will try
To smother her constant suffering
To rid her of tears that are ever flowing
Every night her pillow case is makeup stained as she stays up and cries
And she cringes as her own skin breaks open like an old, fragile vase
Yet she still feels the need to continually watch herself bleed

As she feeds her emotions and internal commotions
She's reminded of sorrow and personal convulsions
Even burns on her skin hesitate to smile back
But as they do, she finds a moment to relax
And when the wax falls hard off her skin
All she's left with is an emptiness within
When she says she feels like she wants to die
I wish that for her I could rip open the sky
Make it erupt with silver- lined clouds and sunshine
I truly do want her world to seem fine
Like everything's okay, though I know that's a lie
Her own mind is stressed with problems and decisions
All the horrible scenarios that she envisions
Somehow seem more real with each new incision

The razor she takes and creates another tear
The idea of self hatred seeds itself there
And quickly it evolves much deeper within her
After the blood flows
Her wrists take shelter in a prison of long sleeves
Though, many find her tales difficult to believe
She fights to take what sides she has left
In a world sent out to steal her last breath
Her parents don't want to understand her
Her friends don't take the time to scan her
They just leave her stranded
Left out for dead
Lost in her head

"Smile for me child
Won't you try and live for awhile?
Please don't go back and react with negativity
Don't try to find relief in your twisted stress release
Won't you please stay with me?
Please, I beg you, put down that knife
More than anything, I need you in my life"
But it comes to no surprise when she lies, 
"I'm fine"
The line used to define that you're not
My stomach knots up and I feel so caught
It's not as if I've never felt this way before
But we're so close that I had expected much more
Expected a little willingness to try
To unravel our lives summed up in a lie