She stands alone in the crowd
she wants to scream out loud
i look open her past the makeup past the bruises past the skin
to the soul that can not win
her pain grows deep inside
something she can not hide
not from herself and not from me
she gets home goes to her room with her blade
she thinks will she be saved
she prays for forgiveness and says good bye
and then she fades away and dies
my last moments my last choice
and thats when i heard the voice
it told me to hold on
that things will get better
just hold on
so i hold on to what i have
life is precious death is not
there are times
when i want to die
but now instead i just cry
let out my fear and pain
and i stuck in life's lane