Beauty has a secret.
She doesn't take things well.
One bad thing may happen.
And all alone she will dwell.
She will go into the bathroom.
Grab the razor that she knows.
And then she will slide it across her body.
Swifty too and fro.
And after the blood does poor.
She cuts a little deeper.
No one ever loved her.
Not enough to keep her.
Soon she will cut.
She will cut through her life.
She will cut deep enough.
She will cut until she dies.
