• In the pages of her diary, lies the words of her life
    As she reads through the pages, in her head pops a knife
    She wouldn't use it though, she knew it wasn't right
    Nobody would've known that she wasn't alright
    She wore sorrow in her clothes, but her face was always so bright
    Her emotions grew colder, as the hours passed through the night
    Her tears grew older, but she continued to cry
    As she asked herself why, as her eyes grew dry
    She decided she no longer wanted to try
    Maybe it was her time to finally say goodbye
    Her arms were calling, and she couldn't any longer deny it
    She wasn't stalling, so she decided to try it
    One scratch with her finger, left the first red mark on her arm
    At first she really didn't seem to see the harm
    She scratched herself over and over; till it wasn't enough
    she couldn't keep going on when times were so rough
    The nights she spent contemplating seemed so tough
    She decided she no longer wanted to try
    She decided this was her time to finally say goodbye
    In her diary she wrote her last words of her life
    "I'm sorry I'm ending it, it's the only thing that's right"