She cuts her wrist with the blade that she used before,

She didn't know it would hurt everyone more than her,

She cuts deep into her wrist... more... and more,

She cuts until it bleeds, her life was so pure,

She watches her wrist bleed heavily onto the tiles,

She can't do nothing about it, she can't stop it,

She sits there crying silently, but then she smiles

She's in heaven now, she made it.