For you who feels crushed and has lost all hope
remember the words that she once wrote
she knew this would end
her wounds couldn’t mend
and there wasn’t anymore time to pretend
Pick up the phone, don’t pretend to sleep
You’re not alone, you’re only weak
don’t fight it anymore
stop lying on the floor
shaking and crying like you did before
is there a better way to deal with stress?
instead making yourself cover your dress
with stains and blood
the pain she loves
she drowns in it like an endless flood
believing that there is no hope in the world
she fakes a smile at every girl
They watch her walk by
She’s dieing inside
but still her tears, she tries to hide
she doesn’t want pity, or to wallow in sorrow
cause she know’s she’ll feel the same tomorow
she picks up the blade
wishing he had stayed
she scars herself, with marks that won’t fade
she’s worthless, and dead
they say it’s all in her head
but one day she won’t leave her bed
she dreams of the day she will not wakeup
the vertical lines they couldn’t stitch up
no more pain
despair swirls down the drain
she won’t need to suffer and worry again
She spends every night picking up broken glass
Cause there isn’t a single day that will ever pass,
When she looks in the mirror at a beautiful face
All she wants is to leave this awful place
Where no one cares, she only sits alone
Until she can find some peace to call her own
It’s not that she’s lonely, it’s better that way
She just wants the pain to go away
the sadness and heartache refuses to let go
she just sits there and smiles, hoping it won’t show
Miserable nights, and never ending days
She does all these awful things, yet the agony still stays
When she does them, the pain will briefly stop
but soon again, she finds herself bleeding all over her tank top
sitting on the cold wood floor, shaking and crying
trying to let go of the fact that she’s been constantly dying
and lying about her feelings and emotions of hate
she only hates herself, her face, her body, her weight.
She keeps her distance from the people she grows close to
cause they lie when they say they’ll help her pull through
There are nights when she lays there wishing to die
sometimes we are just broken, and we don’t know why
she’s grown numb to the feeling now, the hurt is just there
Before she says her last and final prayer
Cause the tears burn
and she’ll never learn
That no matter how hard she tries..the happiness will never return
"There are no happy endings
endings are the saddest part
so just give me a happy middle
and a very happy start."
Shel Silverstein
She spends every night picking up broken glass
Cause there isn’t a single say that will ever pass
When she looks in the mirror at a beautiful face
She wishes she could just leave this awful place
Where no one cares, she only sits alone
Until she can find some peace to call her own
It’s not that she’s lonely, it’s better that way
She just wants the pain to go away
the sadness and heartache refuses to let go
she just sits there and smiles, hoping it won’t show
Miserable nights, and never ending days
She does all these awful things, yet the agony still stays
When she does them, the pain will briefly stop
but soon she finds herself again, bleeding all over her tank top
sitting on the cold wood floor, shaking and crying
trying to let go of the fact that she’s been constantly lying
lying about her feelings and emotions of hate
she only hates herself, her face, her body, her weight.
She keeps her distance from the people she grows close to
cause they lie when they say they’ll help her pull through
There are nights when she lays there wishing to die
sometimes we are just broken, and we don’t know why
she’s grown numb to the feeling now, the hurt is just there
Before she says her last and final prayer
Cause the tears they burn
and she’ll never learn
That no matter how hard she tries..the happiness will never return
