Ah, crap.

Maybe

Maybe

Maybe she doesn’t want to cut,

Maybe it’s not her

Maybe the cuts show she’s slowly getting worse.

Maybe she’s smiling

Because that’s all she can do

Maybe her heart’s breaking

But she just can’t tell you.

Maybe she sees hell,

Maybe she’s through,

Maybe the monsters are taking her from you.

Maybe she’s screaming,

A sad and lonely song,

Maybe she’s telling you

That everything’s wrong.

Maybe the ache stopped

Maybe she’s numb

Maybe, she says, I’m finally done.