Recovery is possible

Recovery

Those smiles are lies

She said she stopped cutting,

But have you checked her thighs?

You point to her scars

And say "what's that?"

She says don't worry

It was just the cat

Shorts turn to pants

Tank tops to sweaters

She says don't worry

It's just the weather

It's 90 degrees

And it's burning outside

But she must cover up

She has a lot to hide

She wishes and wishes

It could be like before

When everyone loved her

When she was adored

Covered in scars

she decides to change

And promises she'll never cut again

Though it may be hard you'll make it through

You may say you have no one but that's just an excuse

You have me and I'll always care about you

*Recovery is possible and remember that things really do get better, If you ever need someone I'm here for you.*