They'll see

They call her a freak.
They call her a loser.
But hey, what's it to her?
She has a perfect life, right?
Wrong.
How can such a little weak girl pretend to be so stong?
With all her make-up and painted fingernails,
they'd never know all her attemped suicides failed.
Yet, she has the scars to prove it.
She can't figure out how to remove it.
She wears cute longsleeves
that no one would no how inside she pleads,
How she begs for a better life.
She prays for a cure against the knife.
But yet, she cannot break free.
So in the end everyone will see.
They'll see all her scars and cuts.
They'll see what lies beneath ;; they'll find out she's nuts.
They'll see how her parents abuse her.
They'll find out she's not a loser,
She's not a freak.
She's just a girl that cuts too deep.