Knife slices her skin, she’ll awaken perfect.

She’ll look beautiful, maybe now she has a purpose.

When she wakes up, maybe just maybe he’ll love her.

With her perfect now, she’ll think he doesn’t deserve her.

Her body will be something to die for.

Heads will turn when she enters the room.

Jealousy from others, oh what a room full of fools.

Hoping one day she’ll rise above them soon.

She’s pretty now, so who needs luck.

Sadly she didn’t wake up from her snip and tuck.

This is how bleeding, leads to beauty.

Now a pale face, with no more purpose.

She’ll never know if she woke up perfect.