“They say, Dont cut your wrists anymore You say, Okay They check your wrists in a month They see no fresh cuts They say, I'm so proud of you They say, I'm so happy you're better They say, You made me so happy You don't talk, just smile But they didn't check your hips... But they didn't look into your eyes They don't see how broken you are And they wont Because you simply Smile And cut where they cant see So they will be happy because you're 'happy'”
