She watches her mom be thrown against the door,
She tries to help her,
She's thrown to the floor.
The hurt and the pain,
Again and again,
Now no one can help her,
Not even a friend.
She prays to god, "Oh please let it end".
"oh please let it mend!"
It's been broken over and over,
By her parents, by her friends.
She can't take it anymore,
She grabs the razor and slices it across her wrists.
There's marks all up and down.
I tell her to stop,
She says she will.
I see her the next day with more.
That night, she died from some pills.
I never got a chance to say good-bye,
And now that she's gone,
I'm starting to cry.
