See the girl
Standing in the corner
No words, always quiet
A loner
No one to see
No one to care
As she stands
On the edge of despair
Her body screams no
Her heart pleads yes
What will she do?
No one knows yet
Won't someone save her?
I'd be easy if they tried
The little things she needs
Like a shoulder on which to cry
An apology to her parents
And a plea to die
Into divers position
She's made up her mind
No one will see her
No one will care
Even If they did
All they would see is
A shell of a girl that is no longer there.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 1:38 PM UTC
See the girl
Standing in the corner
No words, always quiet
A loner
No one to see
No one to care
As she stands
On the edge of despair
Her body screams no
Her heart pleads yes
What will she do?
No one knows yet
Won't someone save her?
I'd be easy if they tried
The little things she needs
Like a shoulder on which to cry
An apology to her parents
And a plea to die
Into divers position
She's made up her mind
No one will see her
No one will care
Even If they did
All they would see is
A shell of a girl that is no longer there.
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