Sitting in a corner so scared and afraid
He's standing there yelling at me
And he's the one to blame
Marks across my face
From where he had hit me
People always say
That I've got it easy
Bruises on my back
The blood courses through my veins
In this dark old room
There is something untamed
Scared to say a word
Just one word to come out
For no one knows what happens
When the beast has made his rounds
People always stare at me
I now know what they say
About the scars along my wrist
The past has been revealed
I long to do it one last time
To make the cut that kills