Day by day
she seems happy and strong
see her by night
you'll relize youre wrong

Strong on outside
But weak within
Trying to look happy
With her small weak grin


She's goes in her room
And locks the door
She sinks down upon
Her bedroom floor


There she weeps
Trying to resist
Though streams of tears
Clenching scarred up wrists


She cant take the pressure

and so she goes

To relese bottled up pressure,

in the only way she knows


She cuts herself
But never too deep
Not enough to die
Just releasing the scream


Now looking down

she sees the blood

Feeling sick to know

whats done is done

She hates herself now
The way she feels
Now waiting for
her cuts to heal

She's hurting so bad inside
But nobody can see
No ones realized
She is me.