The way she feels; by between the trees

She's upset,
Bad day,
Heads for the dresser drawer to drive the pain away,
Nothing good can come of this,
She opens it, there's nothing,
There is only leftover tears,
Mom and Dad have no right she screams,
Anger runs down both of her cheeks.

Then she closed her eyes,
Found relief in a knife,
with closed eyes she cries

All alone the way she feels,
Left alone to deal with,
All the pain drenched sorrowed relief,
Bite the lip just forget the bleeding.

And then she closed her eyes,
Found relief in a knife,
with closed eyes she cries
Then she closed her eyes,
Found relief in a knife,
with cloed eyes she cries.

Curled up she's on the floor,
Relief left her she had,
Hoped for something more from it
Hoped for something more from it.

And he leans down to comfort her,
She is weeping as he,
Wraps his arms around,
And around and around and;

The deeper you cut,
The deeper I hurt,
The deeper you cut,
It only gets worse.
The deeper you cut,
The deeper I hurt,
The deeper you cut,
It only gets worse.
Gets worse.

but she's slowly opening
but she's slowly opening,
New eyes

And then she opened her eyes,
Found relief in his life,
And put down her knives.

Then she opened her life,
Found relief through his eyes,
And put down,
She put down her knives.

Author's Note

Another self harm song...