She runs home crying.
She cant take it any longer.
Everyone's so mean and cruel.
She rushes to her room slams the door turns up her favorite song to hear once more.
She grabs the knife and puts it to her wrist.
She just cant bear the pain any more.
As she looks to-wards the heavens and asks God "why am I here anyway?"
A picture of you comes into view.
She puts down the knife, turns down the music and says "maybe one more day."
