She paints a pretty picture

but this picture has a twist

you see.. her paintbrush is a razor

and her canvas is her wrist

she paints her pretty picture

in a color thats blood red

while using her sharp painbrush

she ends up finally dead

her pretty pictures fading

quite slowly on her arm

the blood is not racing through her

she can no longer do harm

she painted her pretty picture

but her picture had a twist

you see her mind was the razor

and her heart was just her wrist

Suicide is not the answer. Enjoy life every day, there is all ways someone there for you. Even if you don't all ways see them.
You need to talk I'm here. ;P love you.

About Me
Hello... Children of the corn. ( and adults )
I live on a funny farm with lots of funny people. 
                      ~~THINGS I LOVE~~
                        ~anime
                       ( fav right now is naruto )~
                     ~Kitties meow meow~
                     ~horror films
                      ( cheesy is best )~
                     ~All American food!~ 
                     ~Dungeons and dragons~ 
                     ~The color red~
                     ~World of war craft.~
                      ~Stripped sweaters~ 

                  ~~DISLIKED THINGS~~
                          ~Mind craft~
                          ~Sea food~
                          ~dead hermit crabs~ 
                          ~Poka-dot sweaters~
                          ~Algebra~

 WEIRD PEOPLE ARE WELCOME TO BE MY FRIEND! (NORMAL PEOPLE TOO) 
    I'M VERY HONEST BUT IN A NICE WAY 
COME READ MY STORY I'M WORKING HARD ON IT