Alone.

Alone in her room she lets out her bloody tears of hate.
Hatred for her life, hatred for love and for being his bait.
She wished she wasn't so stupid. She wished she'd die.
She knew it. All the signs said it was going to be good bye.

But no she was stupid she listened to her broken heart.
Her heart that he made into art when he tore it apart.
The memories of the pain just killed more and more.
The laughter upon his face made her want to slam him into a door.

Anger swelled up more and more as her bloody tears still fell.
Her bloody tears full of hate surrounded her and she began to yell.
"I am so stupid. So idiotic love don't exist only hate and lies.
I'm always going to be alone, never loved just alone." she cries.

Grabbing her only true friend, she made her tears even more bloody.
The puddle turned dark blood red all because of her one true buddy.
So much bloody tears had been let out that she began to feel faint.
Falling down laying in her bloody tears her buddy had felt no restraint.

Her friend has stopped her breathing rate had began to slow.
Her breathing slowed, and her bloody tears had started to go.
Slowly in the drying puddle where she dies, she began to write with a groan:
"No one loves me no one will miss me because I will always be alone."