A Girl...

A depressing story I say
To you that may not care
A girl you might have known
Who sat alone
Without worries she looked
Around at people's smiles and laughs
And she who never could smile
Stayed alway from those people
They didn't understand her
Or why she never spoke
Because the truth be told
That she was insane
They say
She always walked alone
And when she got home
There was no difference
Why should she speak
To the ones that don't care
So she walks up to her lonely room
And takes a blade to her arm
Blood drips to the floor
And tears down her cheeks
What she has done so many times
Still hurts her more and more
But the need is addiction
And cannot be stopped
She lays down in bed
And looks out the window
And wonders why this is happening
To someone who never thought
Of this before
Who always knew what she was doing
That always spoke
And always cared about life
But one day came
When people turned there backs to her
So she keeps bleeding
And just keeps hurting more....