This girl looks happy,
Yet so sad,
She wears a fake smile,
Fooled by others.
Her thoughts are messed up,
For she is a cutter,
She makes the mistake,
Of fulfilling her needs.
Her scars shine bright,
From far away,
She hides her pain,
And you wonder why.
You saw her cuts,
You heard her story,
You leant her ways,
And watched her struggle.
You sit there wondering,
What will happen?
For now she's dead,
Because of you.
