You expected a brilliant girl with a pretty face
For her to go to college
So you can praise her in every way
Expected her to remain the same
When she is drowning holding out her hand
To be saved in any way
Expected her to be great no matter
What pain comes her way
Even if she feels like she being beat like a slave
Somehow you expected her to remain the same
Even through the struggles placed in her way
Everybody slapping her in the face
Everybody calling out her name
Even through the hurt and pain
I am not the same
I can’t hold in the pain
I am breaking and nobody realize my pain
I think it’s too late
Suicide is all over my face