How she mended her broken heart

Her heart had broken
A few times before
But that doesn't mean
That the cracks still wasn\'t sore

Her heart was mending well
Before she fell in love with you
Now that she feels this way
She didn't know what to do.

So when she heard from someone
That you didn't feel the same
She had nothing else to do
But take all the blame.

So for the first time in a while
She felt a form of bliss
As she got her shiny razor blade
And dragged it across her wrist.

She didn't want anyone to know
She wanted it to end
She couldn't stand the lying
She could no longer pretend.

She didn't want to speak
She just wanted to cry
But the more she thought about him
She thought 'I just want to die'

Love changes everything
Including how we behave
That is what I thought of,
As I lay flowers on her grave.