Once there was a girl she was much like you and me.She smiled, laughed and was accepted by al of her friends. Until she had so many secrets she turned away from them, life was to much to bear.
she barley slept, she couldn't eat, she was alone, forgotten, mistreated and unwanted. she was in couciling but it didn't help she just lied her way free.
she would sit at home Alone. She would think of falling with a rope wrapped around her neck...quietly bringing the end as she would take her last breath.
you see her now,
she not a strong girl,
she cries at night and screams for day,
she wants release from all the pain,
she wo't tell,
she's in a class of her own,
from one problem came a thousand more,
she's one of them....
The cutter, the eating disorder, the suicidal.
her only comfort found in a blade or an attempt on the rope,
it's to late for her now,
but get better for her let her leave in peace,
quiet as she goes with no regrets, that no one knows,
watch the moon hit it's its peak and let the strain,
her body hits the train.
sweet girl, loving girl,
the girl is gone, it's to late,
she can't stay.
so wisper t the night and say your goodbyes.
