bathroom
sitting on the cold bathroom floor
pills in one hand
a knife in the other
decideing to live or die
how much or how little
tears flooding down her cheeks
so much pain in those lil eyes of her
her phone keeps going off
but she just can`t take talkin to anyone was she is at an alltime low
she just wonted one person to say they loved her andnot to lie
thats a joke tho
everyone lied to her
she had no one at school that didn`t hurt her
she just could not let go
she was s scared
she use tohave such a strong faith in god
but lately
its been going down fast
save the girl
so she can live another day
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