She sits in the corner in the dark
She cries when she tries to hide
She sits in solitude without a spark
With only demons by her side
"Little girl, what do you say?"
"Little girl, will you cry?"
"Little girl, cut yourself today."
"Little girl, go ahead and slowly die."
She finds the silver blade
The pain is cold and deep
The scars will never fade
Her blood causes her to weep
Her sleeves cover the evidence
Everyone thinks she is just fine
The haven't noticed her since
She has just crossed the finish line