Just an average girl
She always wore a smile
She was cheerful and happy
For a short while
Now she’s older things are
Getting colder
Life’s not what she thought,
She wished someone had told her
She told you she was down,
You let it slip by
So from then on she let kept it
On the inside
She told herself she was
Alright but she was telling white lies
Can’t you tell?
Look at her dull eyes
Tried to stop herself from
Crying almost every night
But she knew there was no
Chance of feeling alright
Summer came by, all she
Wore was long sleeves
‘Cause those cuts on her wrists
Were bleeding through you see
She knew she was depressed
Didn’t want to admit it
Didn’t think she fit it
Everyone else seemed to miss it
She carried on like a soldier with
A battle wound
Bleeding out from every cut
Her body consumed
She had no friends at school,
All alone she sat
And if someone were to ask
She would blame the cat
But those cuts on her wrists were
No mistake
But no cared enough to save her from
This self-hate
Things were going down
Never really up
And here she is now
Stuck in this stupid rut
She knew exactly what
She had to do next
Just stand on that chair
And tie that rope around her neck
She wrote a letter
With her hands shaking wild
“Look at me now are you
Proud of your precious child?”
But she knew her parents weren’t
The ones to blame
It should be the world that bows down its
Head in shame
She stood up on that chair
And looked at the moon
Just to think it will all be
Over soon
The chair fell down as
She took her final breath
It’s all over
All gone
Now she’s greeting death