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Lilly
She hurts herself, she hates herself
All she wants to do is escape the hell
She hides the marks, over her arms
There won't always be a way to cover her scars
She's never met a stranger, never met a friend
Never met a person she thought would understand
She's at the point where all she does is think
Cries as she washes out the blood in the sink
Ashamed, as the blade, crosses her veins
Looks for a way but can't find an escape
Her eyes, are wide, she's covered in lies
Her family believes everything's alright
She tries to quit, but can't resist, the itch
She knows it's sick but can't replace it
She wants to get back to where she was
But she can't face what's she's running from
She hurts herself, she hates herself
All she wants to do is escape the hell
She hides the marks, over her arms
There won't always be a way to cover her scars
She's gettin braver with every cut she makes now
Holding the knife in her hands as she breaks down
Scared this time she might cut too deep
In reality, that's a promise she can't keep
She's on the brink of ending this for good
She'd say goodbye right now if she could
The blade is sharp and cold, but she can't let go
The pain hurts but it's quick, it's worth the risk
She finds some release with a flick of the wrist
All the people she'd hurt if she attempted this
She thinks about all the things she'd miss
She's tired of laying depressed in the bed
People think she don't care she's stressed in her head
She sits and wonders what does life mean?
If suicide's for the weak, where's that leave me?
