The real her

U watch her laugh I watch her cry
u see her live .. I see her die
u watch her smile I watch her arm
her pain her tears her self inflicted harm
u see her surrounded .. I see her alone
the fake person she’s become, her feelings are shown
u don’t see the newly sliced cuts or the to deep scars
she shot for the moon .. But got the stars
this child ..so Young but oh so grown
to her .. Her real self is unknown
she knows who they all want to see
she know who they all want her to be
the persper suree attempts the failures to try
she know what she has to do just to get by
its how it is and theres nothing to change
to her its like every other day .. She has herself to rearrange
somewhere along the way she got lost in herself
one cut .. then two .. It’s a cry for help
she bleeds and screams but hides it inside
day after day she finds a reason to hide
I understand it’s a hard concept to grasp
but she needs someone to reach this cry may be her last
its so sad that this little girl once so innocent and full of joy
has so many reasons for herself to destroy
she was so young.. So happy and shy
she has a million reasons to just sit and cry
but she doesn’t she findsinds other ways to deal with her pain
she cuts .. she’s beautiful .. It’s just a crying shame
that’s all I know .. So its all I can say

I wrote it about 4 or 5 years ago I just found it so decided to post it!!