All the pain swirls inside of me

like churning water in the sea

I listen to them argue

even though I ought not to

stealing away inside myself

to somewhere where there's no pain left

catching glimpses of a life

where my only pleasure isn't the slash of a knife

struggling deep inside of me

is the wreckage of the girl I use to be

before the days of hate set in

this wasn't the girl I would have been

the girl who keeps secret's under lock and key

wasn't the girl I hoped to be

the fighting continues leaving nothing but silence

all I can think is “ enough with this quiet!”

running away to a better place

my tears streaming like clear painful lace

I try to hold on

but I already know all hope is gone

screaming I try to confide

in the one place I know I can hide

all the pain that keeps me up at night

crying into the darkness without light

not cringing at the blade on my skin

knowing it's the only one I can confide in

crimson droplets that fall tell my story

how I know that they don't worry

wishing I could end it all

though knowing I wouldn't hurt them at all

looking past what I am to see

the girl I use to be

long gone is my hope

my solitary oath

the one that you placed on me

that was the girl I use to be

looking at what I am today

could you still say

that I am me

that I'm the girl I use to be...