"Btw, Have fun cutting yourself over me later since your so depressed"

A girl at my school sent me this,
That I've been best friends with for six years.
A girl at my school sent me this,
Without shedding a tear.

A girl at my school sent me this,
After she saw my cuts.
A girl at my school sent me this,
While she was on the bus

A girl at my school sent me this,
Without thinking it would hurt me.
A girl at my school sent me this,
it didn't hurt her to desert me.

A girl at my school sent me this,
Not thinking it was wrong.
A girl at my school sent me this,
Knowing I wasn't strong.

A girl at my school sent me this,
After hearing a rumor.
A girl at my school sent me this,
She thought she had great humor.

A girl at my school sent me this,
Causing me so much pain.
That girl at my school that sent me this,
Will never be in my life again.

Been a year since the blade touched her skin
Those white lines that remind her
How strong she has been.

She's been strong for a long time,
Why would she give up now?
She thought she can take it
But she spoke too soon
She couldn't.

Giving up
It was easy for her
But little did she knew
That everyone cared for her
She just can't see it.

Sunrise, sunset
Another birth, another death
A family, now separated
Daddy's gone, he never made it
As the light, fades to dark
The little boy, begins to walk
And wonders why his father isn't home
And cries in his room, all alone
And cries in his room, all alone

The walls were blue or
Maybe, grey and
Your eyes were brown
Your hair, the same
The music so soft
An echo in my mind
The hours drifted slowly
The worst passage of time

My voice, once sure
Now hesitant and shy
My heart, once pure
Now broken and dying
In the moonlight through the window
You looked at me like a ghost
As you told me, so cruelly
I was not the man you loved the most

She lived in the shadow of a lonely girl
Her cry's were so quiet
They didn't hear a sound
Always talking but was never heard

You could catch it if you looked in her eye
I knew she was brave but it was trapped inside
So scared to talk but she didn't know why

Wish I knew back then,
What I know now
Wish I could somehow
Go back in time
And listen to my own advice,

I would tell her to speak up, tell her to shout out,
Talk a bit louder, be a little prouder
Tell her she's beautiful, wonderful
Everything she doesn't see
Little Me

But hands on the clock only turn one way,
And now that girl is gone
And here I am
Broken
Beaten
Bruised
Dead
And it's to late to be saved