You say you love. You say you miss me.
I\'d really like to believe you but that would be risky.
I take a walk down memory lane.
You were never there, so my heart is slain.
You call once or twice. But for you thats o to nice.
You favor her over me.
You must be blind, this I can see.
I was there all along. You chose not to see me, and now I\'m gone.
I waited and hoped. I wished and prayed.
That god would love me. And that you would be slayed.
But wishes don\'t always come true. So now I have to sit here, and listening to you.
I ran away. But that wasn\'t enough.
The cops caught me. But I wasn\'t in cuffs.
So now I have a blade. Here in my hand.
The blood is dripping. Like the times of sand.
I wrote one last note. For you to read.
There was stains of tears and blood of which you see.
You thought you were sad. But thats just to bad.
You won\'t come to my funeral. You won\'t visit my grave.
Do you think this is how I should be repayed?
Everyone misses me. Everyone cryed.
But to you. I\'m just another little girl that commited suicide.
