I know a girl
She always smile
She's always happy
She's perfect to anyone
Her eyes are glistening
She goes her own way
But if she told you
.. Would you believe her?
Or would you just laugh?
You believe she's perfect
But she draws pictures every night
But she never needs a pen..
Or a paper
Her pen is a razor
And her paper is her own skin
But if she told you
.. Would you believe her?
Or would you just laugh?
She tried to tell you
But you let it slip by
She cried herself to sleep everynight
No one will ever see her pain
No one knows that her smile is made of clay
No one understands her
Her life is a mystery to everyone..
But this is the tragic truth..
She couldn't take it anymore..
She pulls her skin open and looks up at the sky
And writes the last word on her note
"Now it's time to go.. i lost my fight.. this is it world"
"Goodbye"
