You saw dozens of red lines on her
wrist, all the drawings she made on
her skin because of hurt but u
laughed... You ever pushed her
around calling her a bitch a slot and
every hurtful word to break her. But
she kept standing taking it all in for
the pass 18 years.
But today you come back and see a lot
of people around your house...
Wondering what was going on you
pushed through the crowd, and then
you saw her.... Drowning in the pool
of her own blood
She had jumped from the roof
because the demons in her head took
over.....
Her knew about all that had been
going on but kept silent because she
begged them to be..... They walked up
to you and said IS IT STILL FUNNY?
She has taken her own life and its all
your fault all your fault...
