Gone

And I'm a girl so unhappy
so sick and tired
of being alone
look at my garden
of darkness and despair
look how much it's grown.

I'm just a girl walking
through a crouded mall
to scared to show my feelings
sick of crying myself to sleep
secluded but so many ceilings.

My tears don't seem
to represent
this agony I feel
It's crushing me flat
until I'm dead
and scars that
makeup can't conceal.

Kisses that wern't
meant for me
and hugs that are all gone
you see me only as
a princess
or a beautiful white swan.

But I'm done crying the tears
I'm done feeling all the pain
broken glass I feel inside
and things I can't explain.

Loosing a battle
that I could never win
taking out the knife
and cutting my bleeding skin.

Finding lasting freedom
in a place called death
A bloody rose is placed
across my chest.

Like diamonds
made out of crystal
I put in my mouth
the only escape
the innocent
lonely pistol.