• Dead

    She sits in a locked room
    With pen and paper
    Writing a goodbye note
    She finishes the note
    And folds it up
    She lays it on the table
    Then picks up a rusty razor
    And cuts her arm
    There is a deep cut
    That just keeps on bleeding
    And just won’t stop
    The room begins to spin
    Her emotions in a tangle
    And she is so confused
    Everything starts to get blurry
    As she falls to the ground crying
    Suddenly all the pain goes away
    And she is gone
    Gone forever
    She was a daughter
    Hiding her depression
    A sister
    Trying to make a good impression
    She was the girl
    Trying to get you to care and listen
    But you thought it was nothing
    Now look where she ended up