It was with something different this time
How she's feeling now is not fine
She couldn't stop
One minute she did and then it's back  

Crying continuously over life
She sliced her hands but not with a knife
Something with a sharp edge
Three cuts and no regrets because it's not like she said a pledge
To not do it when she felt like
And the only times she did it was when problem strike  

Tired and just want to sleep
But nothing in life is cheap
The work she has is a whole heap
And the work won't decrease that easily by sitting down and counting sheep
If she doesn't stop soon she might cut too deep
And what she will wake up to is going to be a beep