MirrOR imAGE

As I stare at the girl who thinks she is better than me,
She has a deep secret,
That she tries to escape and flee

She picked up the scissors to cut her skin,
she thought to herself "I have lost, you win"
And she marks her pain with the blade,
But will the scars ever fade?

Her friends want to help her out,
but she wont admit her problem, she is in doubt.
For she doesnt see herself as one of 'them'
As she once more slices her skin, again and again...

I see this girl and she looks messed up,
Her tears she cries are full of blood,
And things to her are as clear as mud

This girl wont stop staring at me,
as she shows me her wrists,
and I see the girl she could be,
I see her pain and she wants to be set free.

The marks she hides are hidden so well,
nobody could find them,
nobody could ever tell.

As the girl I watched cut so slow
stood there in her all time low,
This time she cut too deep,
As blood all around her gathered in a heap.

This girl had finished her life,
as I stared at her in sight
Oh I could feel her pain,
She took all my breath, all my might

As i too began to feel my body ache and mone,
The abulance had just been called on the phone,
Why wont you listening to me speak?
I didnt understand until in the bathroom i did peak.

They didnt listen to the girl I see,
the girl that is just like me.
The girl who took her life tonight,
she had lost her long battled fight

As the girl smashed the mirror of herself,
as she blamed nobody but oneself.
The girl I was standing over and saw,
It was me- lying dead on my bathroom floor