Her mind is clouded with denial
She let the feeling sink in for a while

Maybe it was for the better
Maybe it was for the worse

All she knows is that her life's a mess
She smiles less, crying is frequent

She begs for help but no one is aware of her pleads
An answer is all she needs

She says she's fine and that it's all ok
When inside she's falling apart

She had friends
But they drifted away

No one, she has no one
Someone, she needs someone

She was like china
Delicate and fragile

She was broken
Now she is nothing

She cries at night
But her tears have a twist
They don't come from her eyes
But they come from her wrists

She once was a flower
Sprouted with beauty
Then society came
And ripped her apart

She sees now
that there's no point in living

As she takes one last breath
She remembers how much she loved the world

Before it killed her.