Whispers Goodnight

She sits in her room crying..
wanting to be loved.. yet inside she's slowly dying..

she grabs her knife & to her wrist goes another slit..
she wants the pain to go..she wants the pain to end..

her mama is never home.. all her dad does is drink..
everyone says they know her pain..yea..all they do is think..

she's tired of being the girl who cries every night..
so she takes the blade to her wrist & whispers goodnight..