She didnt come to school
Every one treated her as a tool
She put on a smile
Pretending life was worth while
At home she would cry
Wishing she would die
Into the back ground she wanted to fade
Thats when she picked up the sharp deadly blade
Her hate was directed at herself
She didnt seem to care any more about her health
She didnt blame any other
Bare the guy she wanted for a lover
No one could help her any more
As she lay dead on the floor
I knew she was in pain
And she knew death was her gain
I was so stupid not to see
How much she wanted help for me
Now i try not to cry
As i have to say good bye
I can remember the good days
When we only had our ways
Now i sit alone and wonder
How its like six feet under
I see your face and i hear your voice
But dont you know this isnt your only choice?
Ill see you again one day
And then ill greet you with a friendly hey
