She's trying hard to understand, just what's going on,
She doesn't know why, but everything is going wrong.
She's turning away, from the people that care,
She can not explain it, she just doesn't want to be here.
She finds it hard to trust, she can't seem to forget the past,
Maybe those scars, will be the ones that always last.
She doesn't want to talk, she doesn't want to explain,
She doesn't understand, why she's causing so much pain.
Thoughts go through her mind, she doesn't want to exist,
She leaves her sleeves down, to hide what's on her wrist.
She wears her fake smile, but sometimes it falls,
When people start to realise, she hides behind her wall.
She doesn't want people to care, she just wants to hide,
She wants to be happy, and forget that she lied.
But nothing seems to happen, to make her want to be alive,
And there's nobody out there, to help her survive.
She feels isolated, even in a crowded room,
She can not explain it, but she feels all this gloom.
Depression is a question, she's too afriad to admit,
Maybe if she got help, there could be a way out of it.
But, she has a barrier, she doesn't seem to know,
She tries to hide her pain, but some how it seems to show.
She wants things to end, but time is going so slow.
She still doesn't know why, she's feeling so low.
She has so many insecurities, but never does she confide,
Nobody knows how she really feels, she always seems to hide.
She doesn't know why, but she doesn't think people should care,
But how can she tell them, she doesn't want to be here.
She has a way, of erasing her pain,
Each night she cuts, again and again.
People try to stop her but it's taking control,
She can't seem to stop, and some friends don't want to know.
The girl, she tried, her very best,
And finally it seems she was put to rest,
Now at least, she won't have to hide,
Because of the night, she committed suicide.