Taking a blade to her skin
Her scars show the secrets that she holds in
If someone would just take the time and
Show her that there is still reason and rhyme
Inside her stomach black spiders crawl
She feels like an old and broken doll
But maybe if someone would truly care
Enough to to tell her she can still be repaired
Climb up the walls she has built around her heart
Alas she is too flawed and too torn apart
Ugly, unwanted, untalented, and dumb
She lies on the floor wishing to be numb
Enough is enough she thinks to herself
Overtime this option has worsened her health
Finally she grabs the pills and sinks into rest
You act as though you could not have known she was so depressed
Oblivious to the coldness that had settled in her eyes
Unaware of the obvious depression that eventually took her life
p.s. if you want someone to blame, just read down the lines

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