Self hatred manifests so quietly
Her constant spinning brain is hell that none can see
She injures tender skin and finds a dark content
Visible pain to tell what words cannot express
In sudden frantic she resists her mute disguise
Healing is as vital as blood to her dying mind
Left in a vacuum, misunderstood again
Clawing her throat, no words, this is her end
Whoa
Broken and cold she lets the darkness take control
Shards of her shattered life press heavy on her soul
Each day she wonders if it's the last she'll ever see
She's already buried how bad can the real thing be
In sudden frantic she resists her mute disguise
Healing is as vital as blood to her dying mind
Left in a vacuum, misunderstood again
Clawing her throat, no words, this is her end
Self hatred manifests so quietly
Salvation manifests so quietly
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