She sits in the corner crying
Her friends gather around wondering
She feels so alone
They'll never understand her
The cuts down her arms, the blood pouring down, the never ending crying
She's use to it now
"Wear long sleeves", she says
"They'll never suspect a thing"
Blood seeping through her shirt
Her friends gasp and run away
She never wanted to go farther than cutting
But she was truly alone and had no other choice
"What's the point in living?" she says
"They think I'm a freak and don't want me now"
Days went by; even weeks
She was never heard from
Until the they finally saw her
But it wasn't what they expected
She sat in the corner
With a knife at her chest
"You were my friends
Or so I thought.
After you saw my secret
You left me alone.
I can't go on
But don't cry for me now
Because I know you won't later."
With one final movement
The Suicidal Girl was no more.