Little Wrists
These lyrics are incredibly deep. Kahlia is actually me. This is my story of my teenage years of cutting, suicide attempts, and how I was diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder. The depression was unbearable. This is my story of how I overcame that.
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(Verse 1)
Kalia turned thirteen today,
Unfortunately nobody remembered her birthday.
She screams silently in her bedroom,
Every night, just asking for doom.
Why can’t she clear the voices in her head?
Why does she wish she was dead?
She watches her family and friends live their life,
While she uses and abuses herself with a slit from a knife.
(Pre Chorus)
Depression waves in like a tsunami,
She remembers what daddy did to mommy.
Goes to the bathroom,
Opens up the razor.
It’s such a shame,
There’s no one to save her.
(Chorus)
Miss Little Wrists,
Plays like a violin.
How she hurts herself,
Hard to even mention.
Blood drips,
Slowly,
On the floor.
Miss Little Wrists comes back for more.
(Verse 2)
She writes poetry to erase her memories,
Writes them down like describing stories.
She tries to cover up her scars,
Doesn’t get her very far.
Mom sees what she’s doing,
That her life she wants to ruin.
But mom doesn’t know what to do,
Kalia knows she’s screwed.
She opens the box up to her stained mind,
People have hurt her too many times, but...
(Pre Chorus 2)
Even though she can hide her dreams,
She can’t hide what lies beneath the seams.
Little Kalia so scared to death,
Wishing she was at her last breath.
(Chorus)
Miss Little Wrists,
Plays like a violin.
How she hurts herself,
Hard to even mention.
Blood drips,
Slowly,
On the floor.
Miss Little Wrists comes back for more.
(Bridge)
Sixteen now on hydrocodone,
She just had surgery on her bones.
Her mama left for just a minute,
She took the liquor and pain pills from the cabinet.
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