Why does death seem like a solution when it's really not.
It's as though it can fix every problem you got.
I think it would be easy; quick as 1,2,3.
But then what? Who would be the one that finds my dead body?
No one should have to find their daughter or sister dead.
Just laying so still, single shot to the head.
All the life drained a long time ago.
She wasn't even the same little girl that everyone used to know.
But if i leave this world behind, there will be a star that will shine.
And when you all look up at the sky, there will be that star urging you to live your life.

What do you do when your hands are tied?
All your efforts are simply denied.
Hope is shattered, courage is broken.
You're sick and tired of being outspoken.
You can't be a hero; tried all these years.
Confronted now by your own worst fears.
Heart crushed time and time again.
All i really want is a true friend.

I am going to stop cutting.
It's done absolutely nothing.
I didn't know i could; never thought i would but now it's turned into something.
Whether an addiction, or a style this behavior is not worth while.
Part of me wants to stop.
Satan won't let those knives drop.
I am really going to fight because God has taught me wrong and right.

There is a big empty hole in this heart.
It's been beaten, cracked, and broken apart.
But these wounds will surprise you, they're not what they seem.
In the endless black hole, there are bloodcurdling screams.
For awhile there was light, then it burned out.
Now there is no one to hear your shout.
The wails only echo, no one hears today.
In this suffocating void, all hope fades away.
Is this too much to handle; is there too much grief?
If so, i hope you know, there will be relief.

You wake up in the morning and hop up on the scale.
Ana's looking over, waiting for you to fail.
The numbers start flashing, you're more scared than you should.
The number stops, you stare.
Two pounds down, that's not good.
You feel Ana's presence, her disapproving glare.
Your hollow stomach grumbles, but now you just don't care.
Another week of starving, counting your single meal. But when you have Ana around, she says that's the deal.

Everything once was perfect.
That is until sin came along.
Now all of God's creations that once were right are all wrong.
People have to suffer.
There's darkness in the air.
And our almighty Creator sits in disappointment and despair.
He watches His world crumble, spilt apart and die.
Along with all the people, barely getting by.
But amidst the pain and sorrow; the people wondering why.
There's still a handful of light to help our world survive.

You haven't done a single thing, all of this is me.
I've beome the person i never wanted to be.
I'm so tired of failing, now i'm sailing away.
But wipe your tears darling, we'll meet again someday.
Remember that i love you, i always have and will.
Even once my body has fallen cold and still.
I'm sorry i was a disappointment but i really tried.
I always smiled away my fears but inside i had died.
I don't think it's over, i didn't lose the fight.
Now i can watch over you every day and night.

A soft thud stirs in your head, but turns to screams and wails instead.
Every day and every night each side puts up a fight.
One says yes, the other says no.
Which side is right to follow?
"Cut, bruise and eventually die."
"But you have so much to live for; why?"
Part of me knows which path is right.
The other stays wondering through the night.
As i think about my life, i can't help but catch a glimpse of the knife.
Then i think, what if i did?
I'm not important, i'm just a kid.
Each day, every minute, i wonder which side will eventually win it.

Why do i admire the cuts and bruises on my skin?
All they do is remind me of the pain that i've been in.
The bruises have now faded away, but they could return another day.
Or perhaps i could inflict more pain in some other way.
I have to confess i like the thought of not a little blood, but a lot.
There's silence as the blade in my hand sails across this soft, unexplored land.
Tears stream down my face and i smile.
Finally i did what i've wanted for awhile.

At first it wasn't an option, but now I just don't care.
I always see the pain and frustration I cause everywhere.
No one really wants me, no one has a clue.
It would be great if i just vanished, don't you think so too?
I have no one to love me, there's no one i can trust.
All the feelings boil inside until suddenly i must.
There's a flash, then i'm on the floor; hoping there's a new world to explore.

You're first greeted with those bright rays of light.
You almost forget, today's another fight.
But then, you remember it's time to eat.
Those three words, are supposed to be sweet.
Instead, they always cross your mind.
Leaving all your common sense behind.
Tea in the morning, Monster at noon.
Yikes! Dinner is coming soon.
You only had 35 calories today, eat a little, but don't you dare let that number sway.
You settle down and sleep tonight.
I'll see you tomorrow, with the first sign of light.

It all started with "lose a few pounds" but now she's stuck wandering these grounds. Looking for someone she'll never find. Very soon she's losing her mind. Those feelings so real, that voice so sweet. Come now dear, you mustn't eat. Not one morsel, no single bite. Remember, you have the power to win this fight. Don't you see your hideous reflection? My dear, you're the opposite of perfection. So, my darling, everyday, do you want to live your life this way?