Insecure

She looks in the mirror every day,
and her heart fills with dismay,
because there is no beauty on her face,
and in her eyes there is not a trace,
she just wishes that she could fit in,
thats why there are cuts upon her skin,
because there is no make up,
to hide every single cut,
that she pierced into herself,
all the time wishing she was someone else,
she couldn't wait for the weekend,
but not so she could spend time with her friends,
so she could lock herself at home,
she didn't feel insecure when she was alone,
it seemed she spent most of her life,
cutting herself with a sharp penknife,
she decide to write her suicide note,
of words she thought but never wrote,
sorry to her mum and dad,
who probably didn't thatshe was sad,
but she couldn't go on living a lie,
so now its time to say goodbye,
after many thoughts of what to do,
she deiced she couldn't take it through,
so she carried on living in dis pare,
but still she thought would any one care,
she thought maybe if she showed the note,
about how she wanted to cut her throat,
maybe some one would stop and realize,
she doesn't want attention when she Cries,
that she just wants to be shown some affection,
so she can stop trying to be perfection,
as insecurity is making her kill herself,
and insecurity is being caused by everyone else,