Family

Look in her eyes
You'll see all she's holding
You can see her sadness
Her whole life unfolding

She gets teased
She gets hit
She's not a prep
She won't throw a fit

But the second she gets home
She falls and she cries
All she can hear
Is their sweet goodbyes

Her family left her
Told her they hated her
Told her to die
With her knife, it's all becoming a blur

She hopes she can tell someone
And let them take her in
She wants a brand new family
And wants to rid of her sin

As she goes day by day
Called freak, cutter, depressed
She hopes that one day
Her feelings won't be suppressed