The Story of Me.

She sets her timer,
'beep' it goes off,
only 20 seconds this time,
Until her blood-filled cough.

Feared emotions surround her,
scared and wide awake,
She opens the door of her room,
A smile she will fake.

Walking down the street,
People pass her by,
Tears stream down her face,
Her life is such a lie.

Never did she dream of this,
A life full of despair,
No one even notices,
Not one would even dare.

Her friends have no clue,
Her parents, like they care.
She sick of being compared,
Just then her heart starts to tare.

Memories of when shes little,
Flashback through her mind,
She wishes so much,
That she could go back in time,

Back when she was the princess,
The Gem and the Queen,
Now all they think of her as,
Is the fuked up teen.

Why do people have to judge?
Cant they love me for me,
The scars on my wrist,
Are simply just a plea.

She sits on the ground,
Her back on the wall,
As she looks up,
Quiet rain starts to fall.

Trees start to sway,
The wind starts to blow,
The rain gets heavier,
Just like her low.

She looks to the ground,
Glass she will find,
Sweetly she smiles at it,
The only thing that ever was kind.

Never did it hurt her,
Not once, not at all,
Not like those bullies,
The names they would call.

Her glass, her saviour,
Her silent, sweet bliss,
She puts it to her wrist,
This time she wont miss.

Blood starts to flow,
How peaceful it seems,
A bright red colour,
How brightly it beams.

Her head gets light,
As she hits the ground,
This is the story of me,
The girl, who was never found.