One cut
Two cut
Three cut
Four
come on darling what one more ?

Five cut
Six cut
Seven cut
Eight

oh , what a mess this'll create

my bones are selfish they, demand to be seen,
on the thrown of my body, they crowned themselves queen,
no matter what the cost , they want the prize,
they want me to loose weight and to shrink me size

they scream, I cry
they demand, I want to die
never good enough, never pretty enough
never thin enough

I gave up fighting; my bones are to tough
nothing can ever please the skeleton that is surfacing

nor the emotions and voices that bones bring
how much is too much?
I know longer know for now I cannot stop until my ribs start to show

Teardrops
The hurt in my eyes is all that has to be said
Sometimes I know I'm better off dead
The pain is the only thing I can feel
Knowing it's the one thing that's real
Behind all the games and lies
An emptiness haunts my eyes

A person who I used to be
Worse even though it wasn't me
Sorrow consuming every thought
Slowly losing everything I've got
Darkness closing in all around
Still I don't make a single sound

Evil fills the void inside
this life's not one I'll confide
However deeper someone tries to look
whatever happens the ground has shook
the dread and hate leaves me in a daze

All around me demons fires blaze
Living isn't worthwhile if its torture
yet it's that to which I'm not sure
don’t try to understand the words written here
for I'm not the one to fear