Just Me

She looks down at her arms, This girl once, Was a pretty charm. Now her arms are covered in blood, It's running everywhere like a flood. She does nothing. Just sits and stares, She isn't scared. She moves her arms from her lap. And slowly wipes her eyes. But then it's something else that she finds. Her arms are clean. And she looks in the mirror at what she has seen. This girl. This pretty charm... Is me. I'm in my bedroom. Not a single cut, Not a single drop of blood, No show of a flood, No fear, No noise that i can hear, Just Me.