Sharp enough to draw blood,
But never deep enough to die,
A sharp shock of pain,
That brings a tear to your eye.

A nasty feeling of releif,
Scary as it may be,
After all if it can happen to you,
It could happen to me.

An addiction thats being hidden,
But how long can you hide?
It's only a matter of time,
Before they find out you're dying inside.

Longs sleeves hide everything,
You can keep it up for a while,
Laughing with your friends,
Hiding behind a smile.

What happenes when they find out?
Things go from bad to worse,
Suddenly everyones upset,
It feels like some sort of curse.

So you're put in expensive thearpy,
To help you see this through,
But the thearpys not working,
What are you going to do?

Take a knife to school,
Prove everyone wrong,
That wasn't ever living,
You'd been dead all along.