“I quit talking again

But I know you're still listening to see if I sleep or I pierce my skin

Needles to the worn out rags

The folds in my arms, the sickening black

And I haven't been taking my meds

Lock all the cabinets, send me to bed

Cause I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared

Cause I'm alone again and I don't like the things I see”