I`m the girl

Im the girl,
who you see walking down the street
The one with the broken smile
The one whos always beat

Im the girl,
who wants to jump in front of that train
who wants to take that bottle of pills
who wants to cut her wrists vein

Im the girl,
who is crying out,
reaching out,
shouting out..
the one you never hear

Im the girl,
hanging down her head
awaiting her sweet release
that will only come when she is dead

Im the girl,
who is a sister, daughter, friend
just trying to make them proud
until she has decided her end

Im the girl,
with a twisted, tear stained face
with scars on her wrists
that explain her only fate

Im the girl,
wishing you would hear
the calls I cry to you,
in suffering, pain and fear

Im the girl
who is writing this poem
in hopes that you'll read it
and let her go home

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© Fallen Angel.

Story of my life.