She looks so happy as if nothing is wrong,
she has played it off this way for so long,
the smile simply painted on,
and everyone believes her con,
but when she gets home its washed right off,
with all her falling tears.

Ready again to cut away at her life,
sick and tired of living by the knife,
but this time she plays a note on her bed,
her deepest thoughs were then read,
"sorry for the tears coming to your eys,
but no longer could my happiness only be lies,
and sorry for the pain i am putting you through,
but it was the only thing left to do.

I couldnt take it anymore,
my eyes were always red and sore,
and they would sting and burn every night,
as all the tears would blur my sight,
no longer could i drowned in my cries,
or go on living my life of lies.

Now im laying on the floor,
my rist is bleeding more and more,
i didnt want to hurt anyone,
and i know what i have done,
but there wasnt another way,
i couldnt bare one more day.

I am sorry for this all,
but each day another peice of my heart would fall,
and as your reading this remember its my last cry,
im sorry i had to let go..but good-bye"

The last thing she ever wrote,
he final good-bye note,
as everyone took a look around,
when she was slowly being placed into the ground,
just a sad look apon their face,
and the only thing spoken was no one could ever tak her place.

No one was ever able to tell,
because she hid all the scars so well,
and no one knew something was wrong,
they didnt know she felt as if she didnt belong,
but with the crys came the pain,
guiding the knife to her vain.

As time went on peoples eyes dried,
it seemed as if everyone forgot that she died,
for a little bit her story was told,
then like peoples eyes dried up and got old,
and now shes lfe,
simply forgotten.
 
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