She got told a girl hated her
She was told just to **** herself
She was growing into a depressed teenager
She was a ticking clock
She was near her limit
She went tic-toc tic-toc
Until one day she ran a knife down her arm
and bled to death on her schools' floor
Dying slowly was her only way to go
She knew it was the only way to die
Again not about me