She seemed like the normal girl.
Pretty, Popular and always smiling.
She acted like nothing ever bothered her.
Never dared to tell anyone how she really felt.
She always has thought nobody cares.
Dad never home, her mom never sober.
She could barely take it anymore.
She is trying to hard to resist that razor to her wrist.
But she couldn’t resist no more.
She did it once, twice, tree times….
And she just couldn’t stop.
One day she thought she had to purpose to life.
So she stuck that gun to her head.
And with one last breath she said….
“I just wished they cared”
And shot herself.
She left a note saying she had no purpose to life and just no one
cared.
But did she realize that she cared when she watched them from
heaven at her funeral,
All of her friends mourning, wondering why she never said
anything.
Wished they would of not acted to stupid.
They now feel like it’s all their fault.
So this is just gonna happen all over again.
-what goes around come around.//