She

She keeps all her feelings hidden
Lord knows it's for the best
She starts thinking it's always the same old same
Then she goes home and pops a few pills and sits in her corner
Pulls out her blade and starts to cut at her wrist
Saying to herself," There's nothing better then this."
She starts to laugh as the blood hits the floor
Then she does it again just once more
When she's done she pulls out her sleeve
No one will notice or so she thinks
Her tears are hidden in the back of her eyes
Nothing would be worse then for someone to see her cry
Now she slowly falls asleep
Why doesn't she know that life's easier then she thinks