She stares into the mirror
At her own reflection
A tear rolls down her cheek
Being Teached Life’s Lesson
She grabs the knife
She will not end her life
That would be to easy
But she must realive some pain
Why not do it? , Its all apart of the game
Slice, Slice, The Blood begins to run
She makes herself believe this is fun
The weeks go by the cuts heal
Scar after scar left
She cannot tell whats real
Battle scars left in the war against herself
Hard to tell whos won
Finally she cannot take anymore she pulls out the gun
One bullet, One Life, One Person, One night
She thinks about all gone wrong
Writes a Letter to her mom
Saying Miss me when I’m gone
If you even really carried
Put me on Display for everyone to stare
Talking about the girl who lost it in high school
I can tell them how everything isn’t all that cool
How your mind can go crazy how you can lose it all
How you can feel like your trapped in the same tiny four walls
Day after day all depression and Sarcasm
Guess it would be better if I fit in
I don’t even know what its like to have a friend
The only friend I have is my Knife
It talks to me every night
Now my friend is my gun
It will take my life, that’s the only one
And remember even though all of this
I still love you and I hope I will be missed
She throws the letter to the ground
A tear rolls down her cheek
She is nothing, too weak
She opens her mouth put the barrel in
She prays to god for this sin
She pulls the trigger, bullet shattering her brain
Killing her with no pain
This could have been avoided if she had known
That someone out there loves her like there own
There was a funeral held and an assembly at school
She is forever known as the girl who lost it in High School.






 
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