She covers her arm to hide the scar
She remembers someone saying no one cares who you are
She bought a ticket and came to the dance
She gave socializing one last chance
She sat in the back from everyone she fled
She cut up his arms and cried as she bled
People kept away as she bled on the floor
Tears ran down her face as she bled some more
"What is he doing?"
"How long has he cried?"
They asked as they watched this Innocent suicide...
