Behind Her Mask

She creeps quietly to the bathroom,
tries not to make a sound,
she couldn't let her parents hear,
they'd be appalled at what they found

She slides open the drawer,
shuffles through it until she finds what she's looking for,
pulls out a tiny razor blade,
and sits down on the floor

The tears begin to flow,
as she prepares for her task,
she's scared and alone,
tired of hiding behind her mask

She pulls the blade across her wrist,
slicing the pale fragile skin,
the blood begins to flow,
and memories flood back again

Days when she was happy,
not a care in the world,
but those days are gone now,
her thoughts are twisted and swirled

She can't think straight,
everything's fading away,
but she keeps pulling that blade,
as she silently prays

She prays everything will be alright,
that God will protect,
but somehow the pain keeps coming back,
and she felt like her life was wrecked

She was daddy's perfect angel,
and mommy's little girl,
she tried to keep conscious,
but the room began to swirl

She thought of her friends,
how fake they acted,
she knew they didn't care,
but somehow, she was attracted

She wanted to be liked,
and pretty and smart,
but she couldn't control the feelings
she had deep in her heart

the room was turning black now,
her vision getting blurred,
her breath is getting shorter,
she yells, tries to be heard

"I don't want to die!"
she tries to say
but the words don't come out,
she didn't want to die, not here, not today

She yells for her parents,
but nobody comes,
her body goes limp,
and unconscious she becomes

That young girl ended her life that night,
Why? nobody asked.
she needed a quick way out,
out from behind her mask