She tends to harm herself in a beautiful way
Writing, painting, drawing and taking pictures of her daily life
In moments of compassion she feels gone through thoughts of devastation
Going in and out
Her racing thoughts take her life completely
And she has no control of her actions
I fear, I cry, I suffer
I'm reborn everytime
My life is falling from my nose
That beautiful white snow
My pupils grow
And my body quits trying to move
Everything goes fast
My tongue starts to disappear
I'm going numb in a beautiful way
If they could only understand this smile is not from joy...
