she's insecure
she's afraid
she's a wimp
and she hates herself for it
she isn't ok
she picks up that knife
before bed
just to put it back in fear and shame
she isn't ok
she cries herself to sleep at night
for its the only time she feels safe to do so
she sleeps in fright
just to act fine in the morning
she isn't ok
she is a smiling reck
she tried to tell a friend
only to be called "attention whore"
she isn't ok
she just wants help
but cannot receive it
she is afraid
she isn't ok
she helps others
to feel better
about herself
she isn't ok
every action feels selfish
every thought feels wrong
every touch feels so much warmer
then hers could ever be
she isn't ok
she won't be ok
