"I didn't know what to do,
Could he help me as if he knew,
Knowingly I slowly ignore,
This growing feeling I adore",

This skinny girl isn't alive anymore,
Her secrets will always be in store,
Nobody knew what that girl could do...
Neither did she until she drew,

On her wrists and thighs there they were,
The blood of a fighter everyone saw through,
But slowly she was dying for YOU...

The one who helped her,
The one who COULD know,
But it was too late and she was gone,
nobody missed her but he would still long,
For her touch and smile he dearly missed,
But everyone knew the story of Jess.