Red were the roses, the ones I left on your casket,
Orange were the leaves, the ones in your tree,
Yellow were the bruises, the ones that covered you head-to-toe,
Green were the stains, the ones left on the hems of your jeans,
Blue were your lips, the day you were found in your noose,
Indigo was the night sky, that night that you died,
Violet was that bruise, the one you wore around your neck

I'm the ugly sister
I'm the horrible daughter
I'm not even the second choice
I'm the "leftover"..
I'm not the clever one
I'm not the skinny one
I'm the talentless one.
I'm the "why are you even here?"

so i grab the knife...
put it up to my wrist...
close my eyes...
and...
just...
cut away...
i take one good slice...
so fast...
that i can feel it...
till its too late.........

the scars that you see
they were all made by me
and the tears have turned red
with the blood that i've shed
people think i'm lost to the madness
but really, I'm just cloaked in sadness
i could use a rope or i could use a knife
looking back on my whole life
i see the pain and i see the hurt
i feel my heart is about to burst
the blood will flow
why can't they see
that all my life
i've been afraid of
...
me

that girl in your class,
she has good grades,
she doesn't even have to try.

that girl in your class,
she has seemingly amazing friends
that care about her

that girl in your class,
she has scars;
lines marking her body
and friends that don't notice
and some don't care

that girl in your class,
doesn't remember
what it's like not to cry.
she cries herself to sleep
every night.

I came by today to see you
Though I had to let you know
If I knew the last time that I held you was the last time
I'd have held you and never let go
Oh it's kept me awake night wonderin'
I lie in the dark, just asking why?
I've always been told you won't be called home until it's your time
I guess Heaven was needing a hero
Somebody just like you
Brave enough to stand up for what you believe and follow it through
When I try to make it make sense in my mind
The only conclusion I come to
Is that Heaven was needing a hero like you
I remember the last time I saw you
Oh you held your head up proud
I laughed inside when I saw how you were standing out in the crowd
You're such a part of who I am
Now that part will just be void
No matter how much I need you now
Heaven needed you more
'Cause Heaven was needing a hero
Somebody just like you
Brave enough to stand up for what you believe and follow it though
When I try to make it make sense in my mind
The only conclusion I come to
Is that Heaven was needing a hero like you
Yes, Heaven was needing a hero, that's you

the fat friend
the ugly sister
the dumb classmate
the second choice
that depressed girl
the hated child
the *****
the ugly duckling
the girl that will
never be good enough...