Unfulfilled dreams lost without at trace crying all day tired of faking both a smile and happiness humiliated by everyone everywhere she loses all hope sits on the window pane cries her heart out she feels helpless finds no reason to live grabs a knife cuts her wrist red all over her last tear drop last red she thought all her pain and sorrow is all gone but there was no one to call her beautiful every morning no one to make her feel special and happy
**Dont cut people, your skin is not paper, you're beautiful. Trust me, you are