There was a girl and she tried and tried
She would try to fix your broken bones with the bandages in her satchel.
But you looked away and never paid attention.
She’d come to your rescue before you need her too, but you turned her away and sent her home.
She gained a voice in the back of her head, that told her all the lies she felt.
The lies felt like truth, so she listened to them.
She became abused and neglected, so she faded into the background.
She sharpened her knives and took havoc.
But she didn’t hurt you, no, instead she hurt herself because she loved to deeply and hurt so much.
She began to fade away, the scene became quieter and quieter.
You realized something was missing, when you were down and no one was around.
You didn’t know where she was, you didn’t know she was alone in her room, dark shadows around, feeling numb to the feeling while sadness overwhelmed her.
You needed her then and you need her now, but you pushed her away, and now she’s gone.
So you paid her a visit, hoping for a few sweet words and the sympathy stringing, but when you came inside you found her body beaten and bruised.
Because you weren’t there when she wanted you, you didn’t want her when you needed her, so she faded away permanently. Because the person she loved didn’t want or need her so she believed that was her fate.
Now she’s gone and there’s no coming back from this. You should’ve been there for her when she was alive and happy.
There was a girl and she tried and tried
