Troubled Girl

The knife is sharp,
and cuts harshly,
The skin is broke,
blood flows into the carpet,
stained beyond recognition,
She cries out in pain,
no one hears no one cares,
the time has come for all to pay,
She lies in a puddle of herself,
no note no message of why,
but we all know,
kids are cruel,
This is the end,
parents don''t care,
why should they,
well they will all pay,
They''ll learn to play nice,
whether they like it or not,
they will see what they did,
and feel what it was like.