Am I pretty enough now?
She stands in front of a mirror,
And sweeps her hair to the side
A tear starts to fall
She knows he lied
Am I pretty enough now?
It started one night
When she was out
Not giving a sh!t
Who was out and about
She saw her boyfriend
He casually walked up to this girl
Told her they just couldn't be
This boy was her world
She stood silently
Then asked him why
"Sorry your just too ugly"
A tear fell from her eye
Am I pretty enough now?
She fell to her knees
And was so confused
He got what he wanted from her
She felt gutted and used
She walked into a room
Everyone was staring
No one said a thing
Over the music which was blearing
They just stared at her
She turned to leave
They all cracked up laughing
It's something she could never believe
Am I pretty enough now?
She started walking away
Slammed the door
Asked herself "am I ugly"
She didn't know anymore
She walked all the way home
Tears in her eyes
"God you're so pretty"
Those were his exact lies
Am I pretty enough now?
She walked to the front door
And no one was home
She got out her keys and went inside
She felt cold and alone
She stormed up to her room
Grabbed her knife
She knew what she wanted
To end her life
She then stormed on to the bathroom
Looked in the mirror at the reflection
Something looked wrong
She looked like an infection
Red and blotchy, tears streaming down
She grabbed the knife and cut her face
Feeling like a idiot, an ugly one
Feeling like a total complete disgrace
Then she cut her wrists, legs and arms
Wrote something on the mirror with her blood
Then stood in the bath
Trying not to cause too much of a flood
Pushed the plug into the plug-hole
And lay down waiting to die
Filling up the bath with blood
Not wanting to cry
But the tears continued falling
And the cuts continued bleeding
She knew this was the end
And all that left is a note to be reading
Her mother came home
Late that night
Searched the house
From left to right
Found her daughter in the bath
Dead in her own blood
Laying in the bath was her knife
Floating amounts the flood
She read the note written one the mirror
She broke down into tears
Not knowing that she felt this way
Was one of her mothers biggest fears
With cuts on her arms, wrists and legs
And all over her face
Her daughter knew deep down inside
To her family she brought disgrace
Her mother collapsed into a pile
Crying on the cold ground
Underneath where her
Daughters note was found
The blood stained mirror
Said something foul
Her last words were
Am i pretty enough now?
