How could I have been so blind?
To not see the pain she had inside.
How could I have over looked it?
I could have prevented her suicide.
She was only fourteen years old.
That's too young to let it all go.
I would have done anything for her.
But I honestly didn't know.
I'm not sure how to handle this.
The pain I have inside is so great.
I keep thinking back at everything.
Wondering when I made the mistakes.
She always had a smile on her face.
Now I wonder if it was even real.
She seemed to hide everything.
She kept her feelings so concealed.
How many times had she cried alone?
I could've been there to wipe her tears.
If I had known I would have helped her.
I could've protected her from her fears.
She had so much potential in life.
I know she would've gone far.
I wish I knew where it all went wrong.
I wonder what gave her all the scars.
She was the sister I never had.
She meant everything to me.
Now I can't seem to stop crying.
It hurts so much to even breathe.
I can't take back what happened.
It's up to me now to conquer the world.
I promise I'll do it for both of us.
You just rest in peace, baby girl.
