I feel so stupid to think
I just sat there
watching you in pain
all the things i could have done
to make your life better
but i was so into making someone love me
who wasn't even there
I cry my self to sleep
thinking about you
about how i could have
helped but i didn't know
what to do, you cried at night because
you thought no one, cared that they
just laughed and stared, but deep inside
they know your pain, you seem so
normal no flaws at all, I think about you
all day wishing you, were here and everything
would just go away, but now i know that
you took your, life an decided to pick
up the knife, why? i don't know. Was your life
that bad where it had to end now?
Only 13 years of age with a boy in your heart
who you knew really cared but he wasn't there
when you needed him the most.
