She lays on her bed,
with tears in her eyes,
she is sick of telling,
everyone lies,
She is sick of her scars,
n wearing long sleeves,
she hates the way,
she akes herself bleed,
She is a pretty girl,
with hopes and dreams,
is her life,
really as bad as it seems,
She has a good family,
and friends that care,
and a really nice girlfriend,
who cares and is there,
sure she may have a few problems,
and a few bad days,
but in the long run,
i know she will be ok.
