That girl

She walks down the halls
he head hangs low
pain in her heart
it burns her soul
you walk on by
without missing a step
you don't even care
that she's upset
you see her tears
but you don't understand
you don't look twice
at her shaking hands
her bleeding mascara
or her cut up wrist
you see her dying
but you leave her like this
the invisible girl
you never see
maybe one day you'll care
that, that girl is me...