Contains description of self-mutilation. deals with depression. |
A little girl's gone missing She's vanished without a trace She was last seen on a Saturday, With tears running down her face. She was taken by a monster, Whose face no one did see But now looking in the mirror I realise-- it was me. I am that little girl And that monster, too For my depression was left to fester, And over time it grew. I was cutting at a party And as I picked up the blade, I lost all my innocence-- The little girl began to fade. I want to bring her back now, I just want to be free Of all this pain and misery Of knowing I am not me. So please just bring her back now, I promise, never more Will I hurt myself, or anyone Please-- I'm standing at death's door. I look in the mirror at my face, And into my souless eyes I realise what they've done to me With all their hurt and lies. I beg of you, please hear my prayer, For the pain I feel is true I don't know who I am now I don't know what to do. So now I've lost all my innocence, And some mistakes were made But soon the blood drips from my wrists And the monster begins to fade. Sitting on the bathroom floor, I know life is a lie I think this is the only way Now I'm going to die. |