This is the first time,
I've been glad she's here.
She stops me when I give in to fear.
When I reach for a blade,
She's there to grab my arm.
For once when she's around, she does more good than harm.
But can I trust her now.
She's never been so safe.
Just because there's worse than her, doesn't mean she's okay.
As long as all she does,
Is keep my head in check.
As long as she doesn't take over when if I become a wreck.
For if she gets rid of me,
Just so she can thrive,
If I was to take back control, I could not stay alive.
