She

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She's always alone

She's never at home

Home is where she dies inside

Home isn't a place to hide

Her parents are mean

Her parents are cruel

She always smiles when she's at school

She always finds a way to hide the pain

With a small flick of the wrist she can be discovered

With the cuts on her skin she's become a target

Her friends weren't friends

Her friends didn't understand

She's always hurt

She's always at home

Words that cut deeper then the blade

Words that fill her with shame

Tonight is the last

Tonight is the end

She's alone with the knife

She's cutting way too deep

By now she's lost everything

By now she's almost dead

Laying silently on the bathroom floor

Laying down to rest, she's not here anymore.

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