I watched the control slowly slip out of my grip,
Life slip out of my hands.
I could feel the weight of overthinking while trying to quit.
Stay clean.
But self harm gave me control,
So what is it really?
I watched the control slowly slip out of my grip,
Life slip out of my hands.
I could feel the weight of overthinking while trying to quit.
Stay clean.
But self harm gave me control,
So what is it really?