She sits alone.
No one else is home.
Even though they know.
This is when she shows
How she really feels,
by raising up her heels
To reach the knife
even though its such a strife.
She sits back down,
Her face pulls a frown
as she raises her arm
and still shows no alarm
as the knife slits her skin
she still plunges it in.
Everyone knows how it goes
But they dont want to show,
no one spills their guts
about the girl with the cuts.
