*Trigger warning*
I go to places without a trail
Leaving only clues on corners
Hoping one will notice
I took a knife and cut myself
Painting the walls in crimson art
If I will die, I’ll die a sinister death
Haunting no one but my own grave
And all at once they’ll call me
“The girl condemned by the world”
Never will they know her cause of death
Even in the end of times they’ll wonder why when it was them
She took her life