Just an average girl She always wore a smile Happy and cheerful for just a short while
Now she's older,things are getting colder Life's not what she thought, She wished someone would have told her.
She told you she was down And you let it slip by So from then on she kept it on the inside
She told herself she was alright But she was telling white lies Can't you look at her dull eyes
Tried to keep herself from crying almost every night But she knew there was no chance of feeling alright
Summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves Cause those cuts on her wrist were Bleeding through you see
She knew she was depressed Didnt want to admit it Didnt think she fit in, everyone seemed to miss it
She carried on like solider with a battle wound, Bleeding from every cut he body consumed
She had no friends at school, all alone she sat And if someone were to notice she'd blame the cat
But those cuts on her wrist they were no mistake, but no one cared to save her from thus self hate.
Things were going down never really up, and here she is stuck in this stupid rut
She knew exactly what she had to do next, just stand on the chair and tie the rope around her neck.
She wrote a letter with her hands shaking wild, "look at me know are you proud of your precious child?"
But she knew her parents weren't to blame. It was the world that should bow down its head in shame
She stood up in the chair and looked out at the moon. Just think it'll all be over soon
The chair fell down as she took her final breath. It all over all gone now shes greeting death
Her mum walks in. She falls down on the floor. Nothing can take back what she just saw.
The little girl that she rasied hanging there. Her bodys pale and her face is violently bare. She sees the note and unfolds it with care. All she does is stare "how can this be fair?"
She starts reading the tears roll down her face.
"Im sorry mum. This worlds not my place. I've tried for so long to fix this and fit in. I've come to realize this worlds full of sin. Theres nothing for me here im just a waste of space. I have no reason to stay here in this awful place. Its a disgrace. I was misplaced. Born in the wrong time and in the wrong place.
