No longer do I know that girl in the mirror,
Covered in cherry scars that now haunt me.
Lost her friends, overdosed, sickened in the stomach,
And now she's alone.
Scared with no hope,
With a chance in life, she let slip.
Undertaking jobs with the knife,
Cut herself out of her own life.
Bottles smashed, faced bruised,
Hurting her to make things pull through.
Unknown drugs overtaking her,
Changed, I don't know her anymore.
Funnily enough, I do care,
But I hate having an opinion.
Nothing I think, nothing I say will,
Make her changer her mind.
In her life, this is what fun is,
High and dizzy in a confused room.
Falling asleep, forgetting yesterday,
Never stopped to think how I felt.
Photos of us in the old days,
Nothing would ever make me think you would do this.
Crying of a night, hoping that I could help you,
But I've tried; you won't listen.
Sleeping of a night,
Hoping I will see your face in the morning, still.
