You want to know

You want to know more about me
I’m the girl you’re always staring past
I’m the girl you never seem to see
The girl whose pain always seems to last.
I’m your so called friend
The girl you never call at night
The girl who wants her life to end
I’m the girl who never puts up a fight.
I’m the girl, who’s struggling with that blade,
The one who’s walking all alone
I’m the girl whose pain just will not fade.
I’m the girl, whose pain is now known,
With all the cuts upon her wrist.
I’m the girl, who wears the wristband,
I’m the normal girl, whose life just got a new twist.
You say you want to know more about me, but you’ll never be able to understand.

Hayley ©