As the blood from her wrists, came out quickly,
Her father came in, and yelled at her strictly,
"Well here we go again, cutting again are we?"
She cried, "Get out of here, can't you see I'm busy?"
He said, "Don't talk to me like that or I'll beat you,
In fact I will anyway!" As he took of his steel toed shoe.
He threw it at her, causing her to fall,
"Leave me alone, I just got a horrible phone call"
He said, "It's to late, you're going to pay now,
There's no excuse to cut, I'm your dad, and this I won't allow!
I wish you were never born, and I wish you'd drop dead"
As he pushed her and said, "no dinner, go to bed!"
She cried, she didn't need this, two things in one day,
What's with everyone, it's like they're eating off her pain buffet.
She cut in deeper with her rusted razor, crying,
Began writing a letter, stating she is dying.
She said, "This is the end, I'm sick of you all,
Dad you've never been there, you always made me fall.
You didn't care that you hurt me, didn't care when I cried,
You only made me feel unloved, you're a reason I've died.
To my old boyfriend, I liked you very much,
You made me so happy inside, each time I felt your touch.
You broke up with me, just because someone was better,
But that's messed up, thought I'd tell you in this letter.
To all my friends, I never really had, to all who used me,
I hope you see what you have done; I hope you're all happy.
To all of those who would shove and call me names,
I hope you are all upset and ashamed."
With that she took her razor, one final time,
As she dug in so deep, it must've been a crime.
She silently cried, when her father walked through the door,
Saw her dying on the floor, and began to beat her more.
She died very quickly, each hit from her dad,
Made her lose more blood, until she was no longer sad.
She went to heaven, finally free from the pain,
But her memory will remain, as long as there's still the carpet stain.