Family Room -self-injury-In the family room, everyone just sits around
Fingers click on keyboards, intermittent sound
Mom looks up "support," dad searches "behavior"
The girl just types "somebody find me a savior"
They covered the basics, her wrist's bandaged up
They told her they loved her, praying that was enough
Mom hopes that she'll live, dad prays that she'll smile
The girl just asks if she can sleep for a while
None of them knows how it started or why
What first consumed her with daydreams to die
Mom wants it to end, dad wants it to heal
The girl just wishes that she couldn't feel
The trinity sits in the room they abhor
Depression and discord make horrid decor
Mom wants to run from it, dad wants to fight it
The girl just wants to disappear inside it
In the family room, nobody utters a word
Nothing is spoken so nothing is heard
Mom loves the silence, Dad wants to speak up
The girl just lies there and pretends it's love.