Behind closed doors

She sits in her room and cuts all night
But no one had a clue, everyone thought she was alright
No one knew what went on behind the closed door
They don't know how the girl wishes to live no more
They don't know how everyday people would tease her
And then how at night she'd come home and pull out that razor
She'd cut real deep
But no one has ever seen
Maybe it was cuz no one really cared
And that's why she feels like it'd be better if she wasn't there
Maybe she should just leave this world and say good-bye
Would anyone even notice if she would die?