QuestionsYou say people who cut must be insane,
Do you know how close I was?
You think I'm so ambitious to try to finish school early,
Do you know I'm really trying to leave you?
You think I'm being unique for dying my hair,
Do you know it's because I can't even look at myself?
You've left so many scars on me,
And I'm still so young.
How could you do this?
I'm your little girl,
You're supposed to help and protect me,
But look at me.
I would've killed myself by now,
I've tried before,
But I have to stay.
Not for you,
But to protect my brother,
How could you do this,
To your own daughter?
SplitLike a mirror, split in two
One half dreams, the other denies
One hopes, the other lives
These two halves should be two people...
For one can't possibly be two,
without dire consequences.
So who should one listen to;
One hopes for a life,
while the other leads a different.
How can one live,
with a soul split,