She sits and locks her tears in;
No one would suspect her pain...

Why can't she just smile for real?
And be happy and feel...

She tries her best to get good grades
But her saddness never fades...

Once again I am alone
Sitting in my room with the phone...

Was she ever really there
Did they even really care...

Feeling so happy and so real
All this likeness i do feel...

All day i cry
My life is a lie...

Slashing my skin
Bleeding my tears...

Her heart was first broken as a little kid
It was broken by what her father did...

In her little tomb she lies with a fixed smile
In her little tomb she's been waiting for awhile...

Her wonderful knife fell out of her bloody hand
She was pronounced dead and buried it this land...

Silent screams in the lonely dark
She has made a new bloody mark...