Can't these scars disappear,
along with these tears...

Smile hiding,
pain & depression...

I sit and wonder,
have I messed up everything...

These scars show the pain I'm in,
I know people see them...

A girl walks through the halls,
small and petite...

One bad day,
Can make a person want to die, but please hold on...

I'm an angel who is sweet and kind,
but because of the things i have gone through...

I wonder if depressed people were chosen to be...
and others were just meant to be happy...

I'm choking on my own lies,
my breathe is running short...

I feel like I'm trapped in my own world,
I choose how I live everyday...

There is a girl in my school,
who dresses in black...

I'm sorry I can't be perfect,
I just seem to be below your standards...