Suicidal Thoughts

She sits here lonely and dark
With suicidal thoughts running through her head
She tries to think of a place that she actually could fit in

She cries into the darkness
but no one can hear her anymore
She screams to anyone that ever paid attention to her
but they don't even seem to care
She falls to the ground and everyone just stands and stares

She's fifteen and too young to die
No one wanted to save her

They hear the knife clatter to the ground
They all see her blood run down her snow white skin
She feels her blood run down her now