Little do they know,
their little girl is no more,
her eyes filled with tears
and her heart so sore.
Little do they know,
how broken she is inside,
the fire in her heart
& eyes already died.
Little do they know,
how she cries to herself every night,
she's giving up,
she knows she can't win this fight.
Little do they know,
the mask she puts on,
her happiness &
laughter already gone.
Little do they know,
she thinks of taking her life,
as she paints
her skin red with a knife.
Little do they know,
about the thoughts in her head,
all those voices screaming
she should be dead.
Little do they know,
about anything she's going through,
the heartbreaks,
the pain they never knew.
