The Test of Life - Praga Khan

Listening to the voices in her head

Memorising all the things they said

All the arguments and fights

Crimson drops on the tip of her knife

Living in a world where no one cares

Lonely in her world too hard to bare

Carving hate into her skin

To relieve the pain she feels within

All the power placed within the knife

She will never pass the test of life

When she has no reason to survive

She will never pass the test of life

Driven by the need she feels inside

Covering the scars she wants to hide

Her addiction to self harm

Retracing healing wounds on her arm

Gently playing with the silver blade

Carving till the pain begins to fade

How can she settle for less

Smiling when the sharp blade meets the flesh

All the power placed within the knife

She will never pass the test of life

When she has no reason to survive

She will never pass the test of life

All the power placed within the knife

She will never pass the test of life

When she has no reason to survive

She will never pass the test of life

All the power placed within the knife

She will never pass the test of life

When she has no reason to survive

She will never pass the test of life