This girl that you do not know,
sits in her cold and lonely room,
she thinks of her unseen lies,
everyone thinks she has a perfect life,
when really she runs home to cry,
she asks herself why,
why do I have an unperfect life,
why do I cut the cries away.

You think you know her,
when really you couldn't care,
she tries to talk to you,
but you really don't hear,
whenever she walks down the hall,
you give her a bitter snicker,
because you really don't think twice.

She has covered up cuts,
that no ones dares to touch,
when people ask why,
she tells a lie,
they give her a frown,
so she knows they don't believe her.

She wants to run to her loved one,
but he's too far away,
she cries every night to him on the phone,
he says it will all be okay,
she wants to go and cut more,
but it's taring him apart,
he tells her to be careful,
even though she doesn't really care.

Later on she cuts herself so deeply with care,
the blood flowing on to the floor,
her eyes tend to stare,
she thinks a good-bye not will be fare,
this is what she had to spare;
I'm sorry I wasn't your perfect little girl,
I'm sorry I never thought twice about life,
It just didn't seem right,
So hopefully you can forgive me,
I don't have much to say.

The girl finishes her note,
goes back to her cuts,
then the phone starts to ring,
she doesn't want to answer it,
so the machine picks up,
it's her loved one she adores so much,
he tells her to pick up,
he tells her he's coming up,
she really doesn't dare to answer.

The girl goes back to her cuts,
her dark red blood flowing onto the note,
she doesn't think twice about it,
she just wants to concour it,
finally her world starts to dim,
her eyes start to close shut,
her hand on the razor blade,
falls down on her bloody wrist,
she hears a car door slam shut,
she doesn't take a spare.

The girl hears a familiar voice,
a voice of a non fogotten love,
she hears it faiding away.

The boy walks to her room,
ready to get a love,
instead he gets a final note,
he cries in loads of tears,
while screaming why,
why did you have to take her,why,
he stairs into her glossy white eyes,
right down to her bloody cut wrist,
he tries to give her his bliss,
hoping she'll rise,
and return his kiss,
but instead he lies there the whole night crying in shame,
he thinks if only I made it here faster to save my real love.

By:Macie Hamm
 
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