She looks at herself in the mirror,
and sees this girl she's never seen before.
she remembers when she used to be adored,
but she feels differently because now, shes being ignored.

She remembers wen she used to smile all the time,
but now, she realizes what she did was a crime.
All these cuts shes done to herself,
The biggest mistake shes done.
She shuld've never touched the gun,
and the thing was, that she thought she was gonna have fun.

Her friends look at her in despise,
her mom looks at her with those eyes.
Shame is what she feels for doing this,
but the problem still persists.
She never thought she'd come to the point, of comiting suicide,
no1 ever thought she wuld.

She needs some1 to talk 2, sum 1 who wouldnt laugh.
Sum1 who cares. sum 1 who, her feelings, wuldnt share.
she needs sum1 to trust,
sum1 who wuldnt look at her in disgust.

She has changed alot, every1 has.
but she felt as if she has passed the limit.
and she has, admit it.
but she has kept many things from you.
things she doesnt want you to kno.

She gazes at the mirror again,
her face, all wet, of all the tears she's cried.
Her legs, her arms, her body,
she sees blood. all the cuts she has, all these bruises.
They make her feel worst.
they remind her of how much she's changed,
of all the things shes done.

And now, weeping, she finally lets the words out of her mouth....
"who have i become?
I dont even know myself any more."
Her friend goes into her room,
and then, with the honest truth,
she unmasks herself to her friend.
her friend just listens, with nothing to say more than,
"You're not a stranger, youre just in danger,
but with my help, i'll guide you through the right path,
until you find your way."

 
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