Suicide

A tear stained letter,
A blood stained floor...
A sign of just how much she couldn't take it anymore.
The cuts on her arm,
The bruises on her face...
Proof that in this world,
she had no place.
The love that she lacked,
The hurt that she feels...
All of this pain,
It doesn't seem real.
She's just another show...
With just another tune...
She saw the sun,
but she'll never see the moon.