A girls life/my life part 2

Now she had a few friends
most that knew her well
still no one knew of this game
of covering her secrets
she started to write sad songs
to express her sadness
1 day her best friend found out worried she became
she started complaining
to another friend
some of the truth slipped out
this new friend flipped out
when she heard
of the scratching game
she made the friend swear to stop
another lie was told
you see this friend just gave up
figuring all was well
how wrong this friend was
around that time all her sad songs turned into scary poems
this girl started to scare her self
where was this coming from
one day her scratching turned into cutting
this just felt so right
shed heard about how wrong it was
but she felt like she had no choice
now her arms had even more scars than it had before
she started to wear tons of bracelets all the way up her left arm
one day she had realized how depressed she had became
she almost wished some 1
would notice her in this pain
she hoped may b one of her friends would notice and would care
enough to try and help her
stop this evil habit
unfortunately no 1
important enough to care
ever noticed what she was doing
or if they did they just didn't care
the summer finally came at once
14 she finally turned
she knew how wrong the cutting was yet she couldn't stop
it was like she had this spirit in her
possessing her to go on
she had no 1 she could talk to
about all these strange feelings
no 1 seemed to feel the same way
different she felt at once
This girl here started to change
9 years old she was not
more feelings confused her
messing her all up
how ever one day
she decided she wanted to stop
so trying hard she is at last
working very hard
she hasn't cut herself at all
for nearly 2 whole months
how long she will b able to last
she doesn't know at all
you see the summers finally over
Septembers come again
more boys, pressure and crap
has come back in her life
she started writing poems again
a bad sign she does not know
depression now is worse than ever
low confidence is worse
she really wants to kill herself
but afraid of death she is
this teen really hates her life
her parents and family as well
she prays she wont start up again
how long can she last
with out the satisfying pain
of cutting up her arms
may b some one out there
may b on this site
will b there to help me
so i can win this fight
i do not want to cut no more
sick of the scars on my arm
but what can i do
with no 1 2 trust
will i ever find some where
a person who does care
about the messed up life of
me myself and i
so consider this my plea for help
my crying of my soul
because what comes after this
wont be a pretty path
so if u can find the time
to send a message here or there
i will be here for a while
or at least from what i can tell
i am still to afraid to die but to miserable to live
is there any one one out there
that can change my life around