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by Nicole Jan 9, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Her pretty green eyes are crying Along with the pieces of her torn heart Inside of her is failing But you dont see her falling apart This is her little secret You may call it a lie Shell do my beat to tell the truth At least shes going to try They tell her itll be okay But inside I dont think she cares And every word you say to her The truth, it isnt there In front of her is a mirror A person she know longer knows She is almost ready to give up Almost ready to go This girl she is not happy Shes about ready to break She cant cry another tear Not much more she can take More then just her heart is broken This time she might not be okay People are trying to help her But there isnt much left to say This girl she is too terrified Afraid of herself, the world and life Shes pretty much had enough of it There is no more getting though this strife