Beauty lies beneath the skin
Why so many people try and carve their arm
Like a silent cry from within
They all see it as self harm

But beauty lies away waiting for a sound
Our tears like waterfalls dripping to the ground
Beauty will come up and wipe our tears away
We just have to find it and take this pain today
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But sometimes we don’t find anything beautiful within
We look right past it and just see the skin
We see the red and we see our pain
As the blood drips down and starts to drain

We try desperately to love ourself
But we can’t find a reason to live in oneself
So we sit alone, desperate to find a reason to stay
But how can we when we hate ourself everyday?