I paint a pretty picture
On the base of my wrist
With my razor and red liquid
My hand clenched into a fist

I do one stroke for everything I hate
Everything that gets me down
I do one stroke for everything that turns my ugly smile
Into an even uglier frown

One stroke for promises
That are very often broken
Then one stroke for love not returned
When someone throws away my kind token

Another stroke goes on my wrist
For all the unfairness in this time
Things go good for one split second
And go bad for months at a time

A stroke for all the people I can't stand
A stroke for all the unfairness in this time
A stroke for all the stupidity in this world
A stroke for all the guns
That **** all those innocent people

I use this razor to  show the things I hide inside
One more stroke and I'm dead
Guess what
*I hate committing suicid- ...

There Is A Girl Next Door
By: Coral Reyes  

There is a girl next door
She hides her sadness from the world
She wants to feel pain other than the pain in her heart
She has blood all over the floor

Her pair of scissors is her best friend
She doesn’t have anybody else to care for
Her family don’t appreciate her
And so she starts to cut again

She cuts, she cuts, and she cuts some more
So much blood is on the floor
If only someone had been there for her
That lonely girl next door

Her family fades away
As her life slowly drains
With every drip
And every drop
And that girl next door becomes no more.