Alive All Thanks To You by *~-Scotia-~*

Walking down the hallway,
Feels like walking the Green Mile,
She hides her pain,
Behind a crumbling smile.

The slits are hidden,
Behind elastic hair bands,
But luckily her friend took the razor,
From her stubborn hands.

All she can do is hug her,
She has no words to say,
She probably owes her life to her,
Up to her last waking day.