eating alone at lunch
pretending she had no friends
hiding behind the mask
the scarrs and whoms that bend
to feel the pain all over again
she faces the things that lured her in
she's taken over cause she's depressed
she has the blade she cuts herself with
the imperfections she's hated for
she believes the lies you scold her with
you say she's that she's lazy
you say she's gone crazy
but maybe your gone the insaness you seek
the therapist, the kat-scan can admit the truth
so get over it
fuck you reality