Look at her...

Look at her,
look at her smile.
It seems like she's happy,
but only for a while.
Behind her smiling face,
lies her beautiful soul.
It's trapped inside her body,
blue,desperate and cold.

What will then happen,
if the pain doesn't go away?
Will she ever be free,
or will she go astray?
Can someone help her,
help her to find her way?
If no-one comes soon,
she'll put herself in the grave one day.

A boyfriend is something
she will never get.
She met a guy a year ago,
sparkles were when they met.
But the guys mind
was not made up.
Did he want to have her,
or would he say stop?

All that's left now,
are tears and more tears.
Fantasy becomes reality,
all of her darkest fears.
She cuts her wrists,
she cuts them some more.
Everything is because,
of the guy that she adored.

Will she be free,
I'll never know.
But all i know is
that it's not her time to go.......