I'm just a girl, with a story to tell.

I'm just a girl, with one story to tell, you...It's just a cut, just a bruise, just a frown upon my face for you to notice somethings just not right. It's just a tear, just a drop of blood, just a smile upon my face, for you to notice somethings just not right. It's just a day. just a week, just a month, for you to notice something just not right. The more I cut, the less I eat, the better I feel. The paler I seem, the skinnier I am, makes me happier, in my head, in my mind. The more cuts I have, the scars they leave, turns my frown upside down. No matter how much you yell, tell me it's wrong, all I can do is tune you out.

It was just a cut, just a bruise, just a frown upon my face for you to get it. It was just a tear, just a drop of blood, just a smile upon my face, for you to get it. It was just a day. just a week, just a month, for you to notice I'm slowly dieing. The more I cut, the less I eat, the better I feel. The paler I seem, the skinnier I am, makes me happier, in my head, in my mind. The more cuts I have, the scars they leave, turns my frown upside down. No matter how much you yelled, told me it's wrong, all I did was tune you out. Now I'm gone, just a girl, who took her life. Just another teen, who could face her troubles. Just a girl who is sorry, for what she has done, just a teen lost in time. I'm just a girl and I told you my story.

©Megan - 2005