A suicide scar
something to be proud of surviving,
or something to be depressed about not achieving
That girl with her dead eyes
and her fake smile
and her countless scars
I pull the blade across my skin
How much till these voices win
Deeper and deeper i see the blood appear
How much more damage can i do here
They think I'm crazy, they think I'm mad
But in reality I'm just sad
I wonder how deep i will get
Until I'm another person they will forget
Up in my room more alone than ever
I just wish i was gone forever
Hush a bye baby
You're almost dead
You don't have a pulse
And your pillow is red
