Roses are red
Her body is blue
As she hangs from the ceiling
Beneath the moon
Her father shakes
Her mother cries
Her sister wonders why
Her pain is gone
Her mind is free
Her friends don't believe
The pain she caused will never cease
Think about that as you stand
Hear her story in your mind
It is not all over
You can win your fight
All you gotta do is hold on tight
Life's a ride
So live it through
She'll see when its over
Font be there soon
