You

Underneath the black
you see a girl
pretty, you say
if she smiled for real
i do not want to smile
i want to cry
with no one around
i let the knife slip
and with no one around
i let my heart break
i keep the pain fresh
by thinking each day
of the happiness we had
of the pain you'd be in
if you saw what i do
i promised once
you wouldn't see the marks again
but your gone now
how would you know
i saw you everyday
not since June
will you come back
I'm sick of hoping
I'm sick of trying
to please you
your gone how would you know