It's her, that very special girl once again,
Depressed far worse than ever before,
She's suffering inside out, she's in pain,
Her heart was broken-Reamining sore.
If you think she's doing it for attention,
You're crazy and out of your mind,
That qualitfies as a years worth of detention,
She use to be happy-But she's still one of a kind.
She's feeling like there is nothing left,
Like she'll never be enough for us;
For us; her sanity she has strongly kept,
But at the same time, I'm so sad I cuss.
I wish I could help this special girl,
I wish I could take all her pain away,
I wish I could take her far from this world,
If I could, I would do it today.
I can hear the pain in her voice,
That she just want's to be done,
Killing herself use to be a choice,
Thank god that feeling is gone.
In a world like this without you,
I just wouldn't know what to do.
