Do you like this song?

She stood so tall,

that smile,

She'd grinned like that,

for a while.

but those eyes told me,

the whole truth,

She was saying to me,

oh

Why is this me

The story of me life.

Why was I born?

I wish I could die,

Because I hate

The hate that people hateme with,

like....

One day I didnt see her,

It turned to a week.

My heart beat,

as possibilities,

came to my mind,

is she alive?

is she alright?

Her face was a mask

Her eyes were so sad.

And then she walked in the room,

She looked so bad,

And I smiled at her,

but she didnt smile back ,

Something was up,

I knew that,

She rolled up her sleeve,

I saw crimson cuts

Boys called her a *****,

and an attention seeking ****,

but she has so much in life

It would be alright,

I wish she knew,

Before the hospital room,

I was taking the shortcut,

Through a cemetery,

But I saw a name,

that stood out to me,

I remembered the smile,

the eyes the cuts….