The Story of a Girl

Let me tell you the story,
Of a girl who was so true,
She had the perfect life,
Or so she seemed to.

Her parents had the money,
And she had the top grade,
There was this smile on her face,
That never seemed to fade.

But behind that girl's smile,
Was a person unknown,
A whole different side to her,
One that she'd never shown.

She constantly covered her pain,
And never let her secret out,
But what this girl was doing,
Just makes me want to shout.

You wouldn't even have to guess,
Just take one look in her room,
And you'll see the sharp blade,
That sent her to her doom.

She'd stick her fake smile on,
Then come home and cry,
This girl thought her shiny knife,
Was the only thing to live by.

No one ever knew,
For she covered it up well,
But one day a friend noticed,
And saw beneath her shell.

Her friend swore she'd stay quiet,
That she'd never tell,
Though this friend knew,
The girl wasn't well.

The friend made her choice,
And told on her best friend,
Little did she know,
That this would be the end.

Her parents got involved,
And took their daughter's side,
No longer could this friend,
Find an adult in which to confide.

The girl is still not well,
For her parents ignore it,
Sadly her friend knows,
That she will never quit.

So let this be a lesson,
For if your friend takes that cut,
Do the right thing,
And don't keep your mouth shut.

**This is true...one of my best friends in the entire world was a cutter. It got to the point where she was doing it so much, that she'd have to wear long sleaves in 80 degree weather to hide the scars. Another friend of mine and I told the school counselors and they notified her parents. Her parents have done nothing, they took my best friend's side. We don't talk anymore, and I fear she still cuts. If anyone has any advice please comment, or even E-mail me. Thanks so much.**