She's proud of herself but she won't tell you why
It has now been a month since she last even tried
But the voice don't stop but today she won
She put down her razor and put down her gun
After hours of thinking silently to herself
She goes and picks up her old friend from the shelf
Overwhelmed with emotions she picked up her blade
And disposed her evil and drops the charade
So the first time in a while her lips crack to a smile
It won't be easy but in the end it'll all be worthwhile
Her cuts will turn to scars and those scars will fade
But this makes her feel stronger she is no longer afraid
She sits there aware of the cloud of darkness has lifted
She can see a future for herself, she knows that she's gifted
With a smile on her face as she looks at her arm
She defeating the evil we know as self harm