The fall...

She pulls a fake smile
holds in the pain
wants to break down
awaiting the rain

they believe she's fine
that all is well
with her forced laugh
she's living in hell

she feels tired
cause she cant sleep at night
holding it back
till you turn off the light

so out of place
she feels lost
trading her soul
but for what was the cost

artwork on her wrist
why? you'll never know
she used to be radiant
but she's lost her glow

Alcohol suppressing hurt
drugs in her spare time
nobody See's her fading
and this is your crime

she cries out for attention
but no one hears her shout
alone she will sit
praying to get out

she gets up eat morning
feeling the same
a sense of rejection
and who is to blame?

she's losing her grip-
whats she got to hold
everything falls down
her world is to cold

she cant be saved
its gone on to long
it's not her fault
she did nothing wrong

she keeps crying
till she cant see at all
out of control
she's making her final fall