**I Got Inspired To Write This Poem From Reading One On This Site, Hope They Don't Sound Too Alike**
They Think They Know Her
They Think That Everything's Fine
But That's Because No One Realizes
The Pain That's Underneath Her Smile
If You Look Into Her Eyes, You Can See
They Are Just Hollow And Empty
And Her Lips Have Bled Many Times
From Keeping Her Screams Inside
Her Wrists Aren't Bleeding For Once
Just Faded Marks Up And Down Her Arm
No One Knows That She's Been Tempted
Tempted To Cause Herself More Harm
She Just Can't Escape It
Maybe She Can But She Doesn't Know How
Everybody Already Thinks She's Happy
So She Will Keep Lying For Now
Her Heart Is Under Construction
She Still Doesn't Know Who She Is
Though, She Should Figure It Out
Without Having To Make Cuts On Her Wrists
This Is A Fight She Needs To Win
A Fight To Find True Happiness In Her Life
Then She Wouldn't Have To Cry Anymore
And She Wouldn't Need To Reach Out For The Knife
By The End Of This Poem
Don't Wonder Who She Could Be
Because Isn't It Kind Of Obvious
... That The Girl Is Me?
