Anna Scarred

It's just a little slit,
She whispered to herself
Just a little red on beige
Just a little sting of pain
It's just a little madness that couldn't harm
No one but herself

A reminder of pain she dearly worship
A kiss from past haunted her mind
It was a punishment at first,
But today it's a piece of art
It's just a little madness that couldn't harm
No one but herself.

But she didn't see
It's a ticking time bomb for her sanity
A jab of the painful reality
A cry for attention
Voice that nobody could listen

So she took the blade hidden inside the casual stationery
A slit after another, she started to see that bright color
And the little sting that remind her of the reality
The pain that she believed will keep her sanity
If only she's brave enough to look at her reflection
And see how her scowl turn into adoration
Tears turn into gleam in the eyes
It's just a slit to the wrist
A dried red before even stain her pillowcase
It's punishment turned to habit
And this little madness, it's more than just "phase"

But they only see red
On the lipstick she applied
But they only see tears
On the laughter so rich
They see madness
But they choose to blind their eyes
Because they're afraid
And they'll tell her that she's a coward.