Mask

Infront of them she wears a mask
Her smile could fool the wisest
How is this girl thought to last?
When drugs bring her,her highest

On the floor without her clothes
To solve the problems at home
Making money the only way she knows
Because her parents leave her alone

Crimson blood to stop the pain
Inside her mind,onto her wrists
A young girl, 15, slain
Because of her fathers fists

And every night i pray to God
My death to be quick
The way i watched my sister die
Is not how i want to end it