She's holding her last breath
While staring in the mirror
She looks back on her life
Then falls her final tear
Her one last thought
Is "What have I done?"
But it's to late now
For she has gone
A troubled girl that hid it well
No one ever noticed the slits on her wrists
She had been depressed for so long
And it's finally come to this
She seemed so happy
And had so many friends
But no one ever got
The message she was trying to send
She always felt alone
No matter who was around
So many people were shocked
After seeing the suicide letter found
"I'm sorry that I was never good enough, No matter how hard I tried. People always seemed to hurt me, And no one ever realized how much I cried.
Yeah I know this doesn't make sense, And it's hard for me to say. But I've always felt alone, Thats why I had to get away.
I couldn't take it anymore, All the drama in my life. I never had someone I could really explain it all to, Thats why I relieved it all with my knife.
Each cut was a painful memory, Of everything I hate. This probably could have been prevented, But I guess if you're reading this letter it's too late."
Read between the lines
Because everyone has lied
The happiest person and your best friend
Could be the next suicide
