She hates herself
I love her so
She doesn't change
She stays so blue
I wish I could help
I really really do
No matter what I try
It rarely ever goes through

She's always wearing her mask
Pretending to enjoy her time
But I see behind it mostly
Unable to create a chime
To speak up for her and help
I just stay as quiet as a mime

I'm afraid of it happening
I'm terrified of it again
That another line will be added
And all the blood going to drain

Those will add
As these lines decrease
And just like that

She'll be deceased