You loved the feeling of pain,
you loved knowing people cared about you,
I still don't know if it was true,
but, I still pray for you,
I don't believe in God but I still pray.

I still pray to never forget about you,
the first thing I ever saw,
thin cuts on your wrist,
escalated to full body wounds,
I was too naive to understand it,
but, you taught me so well,
so well that I even tried it on myself.