Seasons

She Hates Summer..
No one lets her wear a sweater
And It's impossible to hide
She tries to stay in her room
And maybe they wont let her break
But she Cant Stay In There forever..

She Doesn't mind fall..
Finally she can wear a jacket
And no one notices that her arms are always covered
And she can hide it pretty good
But she still stays in her room
She Doesn't Have Many Friends
And The Ones She Does Have don't notice..

She Loves Winter..
She Always Wears A Jacket
And no one even Wonders
She hides It so Well
Yet she still stays in her room
No one calls just to talk
And thats All She really Needs..

She Really Doesn't like Spring..
She cant Wear Long Sleeves so much
She hates it when it gets warm
It's a way to hard to hide
Her parents don't want her to stay in her room so much
But she wont come out
And her parents give up

It's The last day of spring
She cant take it Anymore
Her secret is just to hard to hide
She wont make it to summer
She took a razor
And she slashed each damed wrist
She wont have to hide it Anymore..