my breathing is shallow
my hands have started to shake
my feet won't stop tapping
my thighs have begun to ache
for the pain they know oh-so well
my body wants for the sweet little lies the blade tells
i know i should want nothing to do with this ****
but like a ****** i'm longing for just one more hit
i'm trembling and screaming and starting to cry
nobody knows just how much i want to die
i'm fighting my body, and my body fights back
and mind is constantly under attack
insecurities slowly eat at my brain
and my anxieties are driving me insane
i don't know what to do, i need to get out
i scream for help, but no one hears me shout
listen to me, please, don't walk away
but like the boy who cried wolf, they don't believe what i say
my thighs are still aching
my feet can't stop tapping
i'm already shaking
and everyone's clapping
they applaud for my pain
my flaws keep them entertained
isn't is neat? isn't it fun?
isn't it great to see a girl holding a gun
to her head and a knife to her thigh?
everyone laughs, while i whisper goodbye