Pain

She's all alone,
no one seems to care.
She's skin and bone
to her life just isnt fair.
Her razor is missing the blade,
she's not eating right,
and her pain will not fade.
She cries long into the night,
she makes no sound
she can barely move.
She's waiting to be found,
waiting to be soothed,
waiting to be healed.
She's not complaining about her life.
not even with her fate already sealed.
She stares at the knife
not knowing what she should do.
Her life she is going to take,
she doesnt know who to go to,
she's tired of being fake.
she drops to the floor.
as she puts the knife in her throat,
her parents open up the door.