Post by WikkidDreams on Jun 13, 2005 20:30:10 GMT -5
She stares at her arm
All cut up and scarred
It brings back everything that happened
Makes the past real
She holds the knife to her arm
So maybe she'll be able to sleep tonite
She places the knife to her wrist
Slices her skin apart
The site of blood makes her smile
It begins to sting
She sits there staring at the open cut
With a smile on her face
She grabs a cloth holds it to her arm
She thinks to herself
I've made it through yet another day
She rolls down her sleeve
To hide all of her past
Puts on a smile
And goes to bed
Hoping she will never wake up
That she'll get stuck in her dreams...
All cut up and scarred
It brings back everything that happened
Makes the past real
She holds the knife to her arm
So maybe she'll be able to sleep tonite
She places the knife to her wrist
Slices her skin apart
The site of blood makes her smile
It begins to sting
She sits there staring at the open cut
With a smile on her face
She grabs a cloth holds it to her arm
She thinks to herself
I've made it through yet another day
She rolls down her sleeve
To hide all of her past
Puts on a smile
And goes to bed
Hoping she will never wake up
That she'll get stuck in her dreams...