Her room is dark,
She lays in bed,
She\'s filled with grief,
While images flash through her mind,
Sitting alone in class,
With chatter all around.
She wants to talk to someone,
But no one hears a sound.
She has no friends,
She doesn\'t know what to do anymore.
She cuts her skin,
With a razor blade,
Long ed marks,
Scars for life.
She will always remember how she felt tonight,
The night she cried.
