A Girl Like Me

I know a girl
Happy and sweet
Bubbly and gentle
A delight to meet

Her life was good
Great at school
Had great friends
Was no fool

Then one day
Things went bad
Our happy girl
Was suddenly sad

She started to cut her wrists
And cry herself to sleep
She was always depressed
Always ready to weep

Her grades slipped
She couldn't care less
She didn't know anymore
All she did was guess

Her attitude changed for the worst
It was turning bad
All the teachers hated her now
All they did was get mad

She was threatened
Detentions,all the rest
She didn't care
She was no longer the best

Our girl is getting better
But is still not the same
Shes still cutting her wrists
Its her own little game

I know this girl very well
Because i can only see
The only one that understands
For that girl is me