Best Friend.

Shes looks into the mirror
her smile is such a fake
she looks closely at herself
and knows she was a mistake

her parents couldn't look at her
hey boyfriend tore her apart
but she can no longer be broken
if she no longer has a heart

it was broken one to many times
this time its gone for good
she had expected it to happen
she knew some day it would

she just doesn't want to live
with no heart whats the point?
she just cant get over the sadness
she feels it in her aching joints

each night just seems to get longer
she hardly makes it through the night
she knows she cant do it
she knows she wont be alright

she chooses her on fate
does it with her own hands
she leaves a not for family
she hopes they'll understand

she cuts her wrists
sharply draws in a breathe
smiles and waits
for her best friend, death.