Alone

Sitting in a crowd all alone,
I watch everyone pass by.
Laughing with pure, whole smiles,
While I try hard not to cry.

A familar face goes running past,
Eager to find a lost friend.
The rush of air blows my hair,
Then it all calms down again.

I'm lost somewhere inside my mind,
Until it's time to leave.
Wondering if anybody will care,
About the secrets behind my sleeve.

I twist my hair as time goes by,
Watching the clock move so slow.
A war rages behind my eyes,
As I wonder when to let go.

Someone softly taps my shoulder,
To show me the person they love.
And although I smile and wave,
My heart has taken a violent shove.

I turn around to wipe the tears,
That no one else will dry.
Feeling apart from the world,
I don't allow myself to cry.

Pulling out some paper and a pen,
I remember the wounds that don't heal.
I write everything I can't say,
And admit I just can't deal.

I fold the paper neat and small,
Placing it inside my pocket.
Turning around, I stop my friend,
And hand her my favorite locket.

The bell rings and it's time to go,
So I sneak off on my own.
Hiding in a small bathroom stall,
I re-open the wounds never shown.

Blood slowly leaves my body,
As I cut myself more and more.
I take the letter I just wrote,
And place it gently by the door.

Open wounds make me weak,
I breathe and try to stand.
My legs collapse and let me fall,
I feel like I'm sinking in the sand.

Short breaths escape my lungs,
I take my final breath.
Inside this empty bathroom stall,
I slowly meet my death.