ood starts to drip down her wrist
Her sins written in a scarlet list
She has silently cried tears for way too long
So now her pain has numbed where it should have stung
She silently walks to the bathroon sink
And as the bathtub fills she starts to think
The names start to ring more and more
Freak, reject, outcast, whore
She pulls out the pills from the cabinet shelf
Thinking how many will stop her own hell
She swallows them down in the tub starting to drift
Then her body soon goes stiff
Instead of laughing Death cries
Saying "She was too young and good to die"
Angels weep and God is in pain
For his little girl's demons drove her insane.
Soon her bullies will realize it wasn't a joke
But it is too late to stop the gun smoke
Her bestfriend cries
The razor now his only friend
And the dreadful process starts over again
