"It's freezing but it's not even winter yet,
I'll just wrap myself with the cold duvet
That ought to keep me warm,
and I'll lay very still,
That way no one would see me as being alive

Oh, and I'll keep my wrists locked beside my hips,
Eyes glued shut,
Legs ******* together,
I'll appear as dead then."

Breathing as slow as possible with every second,
Struggling to stay still with every heartbeat,
Oh she was very much alive.

Just screaming for someone to rescue her,
Only a tension she can remember of her vocal cords

Little did she know her never-ending nightmares,
are just figments of her imagination.

I was told I talk too much so I never made a sound
My voice fading until buried six feet underground
I was told I was annoying, that I should just shut up
And people wonder why I'm so quiet
I would try to speak over the ocean waves
I gave up, no one interested in what I had to say
My voice now but a whisper floating on the wind
You wouldn't hear it unless you really listened.
But no one did and no one ever would
Because no one really cared about the girl and didn't see why they should.