Brian: I'm working but I'm stupid, suicide and depressed.
Heart: I'm beating but I don't feel alive. I'm in so much pain and broken.
Lungs: I'm breathing but it feels heavy and hard to breath.
Eyes: I'm holding to many tears, I can't handle it any longer.
Hands: I just want to cut, scratch and strangle myself.
Arms and legs: I'm full of cuts, scratches and scars.
Face: I'm ugly, I try to be pretty with makeup but I'm always ugly.
Mouth: I lie, I smiled, I'm smiling, I will keep on smiling.
