As I walk alone in a sea of people
Drowning in colors and in sound
I can think of myself and know
Self Harm Is Not An Option

As I scream as loud as I can
And all that comes fourth is silence
I can think of myself and know
Self Harm Is Not An Option

As I struggle to find my place
Slipping on people and on words
I can think of myself and know
Self Harm Is Not An Option

But here I lay on the bathroom floor
As all the crimson floods
The Drowning, Screaming, and Struggling stops
And all I know is
Self Harm Is The Only Option