What good is a life, is a life without living?
A body hollowed out, from her constant giving
No one ever cared, no one ever listened,
So tonight tears run down her face and her eyes glisten
She holds the gun to her head, just waiting to pull the trigger
Hoping to erase the past, and find a purpose bigger


Her finger flexes,
And the bullet shoots out of the barrel,
Blood splatters her porcelain skin,
A hit,
Forever fatal


What good is a life, a life without living? 
A body hollowed out, from her constant giving