She hides the lines on her wrist
hopes no one tells
friends ask questions and she tells them lies
No one can know what she dose at night with that Blade
No one can no all about all the pain inside.
People think shes perfect so she has to keep it up
She can not fale she can not be who she is.
People say shes great and smart and pretty but
if they knew that she went back on the blade.
People wouldn't understand they wouldn't feel her pain.
She crys at night And just wants the blade to go a little deeper because then things become a little clearer.
But one night she finally gets her wish!
She sees her mother cry as they low her casket into the snow the people that loved her blame them selfs and ask why?
But her best friend tells them why and no one crys
they just think it was a mistake but what they don't know is all the pain she had inside!
It was no mistake only a wish that took its time!
