As she sits by her window
tears running down her face
remembering her past of disgrace
the past of agony and pain
with nothing to gain
but the loss of her loved ones
the ones she had so dear
everything is blur, no longer clear.
She's so happy outside
a different person
but suddenly she will burst into tears
with out a reason
If only they knew what lies
behind that beautiful smile
still in shock, still in denial.
If only they knew
what she's been through
and how much she still suffers.
All she ever wanted was to live happily
surrounded by her loving family
but that was too much to ask for
she doesn't want to live anymore
Holding in her hand a rusted blade
not even a bit afraid
But there are still tears
running down her face
half way through she drops the blade
and runs the other way
finally snapped out of it
theres still another day
a voice in her head talking so loud
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? YOUR MOTHER
WOULD NOT BE PROUD!"
Blood dripping from the tips of her fingers
she has so much going on in her head
that its hurts..
If it wasn't for the voice in her head
she would now be on the floor dead.
