Sitting home alone.
a girl crawls into bed.
morning is all she dreads.
waking up
is too much to do.
then she'll have to be with you.
so she slowly gets up.
trots into the kitchen and finds a knife.
slipping back into her room
without a fright.
now she'll make sure she won't survive the night.
sliding that knife across her vain.
letting her know there's no more pain.
now she has nothing to complain.
hours go by and she slowly dies.
her soul floats out her body into the sky.
away from all the pain and misery.
that love as brought for free.
pain took her life without any grief.
her life wasn't worth to keep.
she's home alone
and there's not a peep.