They call her for dinner, she makes up a reason
she rolls down her sleeves cause shes starting to bleed
her mother is starting to see through the lies
last night her father had tears in his eyes
slowly her friends start seeing her scars
the hole in her hearts taring her apart.
she stands on her own alone in her room
not knowing what would happen tomorrow at noon.
time slowly passes, it's ticking away
people are not aware of the mistakes they have made
it takes only one to show the pain that is done
inflicted on many and killing just one
she runs to the bathroom thinking this is the end
knowing tomorrow she'll definitely be dead.
shes stops for a minute and thinks to her self,
if i don't stop this now I'm going to hell.
sooner or later she cut really deep,
now she can't stand up on her own to feet.
shes loosing blood faster the doctors can't help
she didn't this herself shes going to hell.
she hears voices around her, screams and
then cries knowing her mother may not even survive.
she thinks of her sister and the people she loves then remembers how they put her through all of the above
without the yelling and torment she endured everyday
this girl may have had a reason to stay.
no laughing or smiles has been seen on her face
till the second that blade went into her vein.
