Broken.
Tear streaked faces
Blood stained wrists
No one understands the meaning of this
Locked inside your own mind
Lost and looking finding no sign of life
A girl who once was but is now no more
Was found broken and bleeding dead on the floor
The funural was quick no one bothering to ask
What was the meaning why did she hide behind the mask
People come and people go no one will ever really know
The girl that they thought they knew
Well shes gone away she flew
She now resides with the angels in the sky
Fallen before just longing to return home
A broken soul now replaced with a new one
An infant she had left behind..
A mother, yet everyone was so blind
No one knowing the secret behind the mask
A girl so young and broken
Bearing something that no one could know
For he threatened to kill her if she told
A girl... Only 15 years old.
Unable to bear what was with in..
Seeing it as a monster yet she knew killing was a sin.
Staying around just long enough
When it was all done and over with she could bare no more
Taking out her razor
Her escape from this world.
The girl slid it ever so right across her wrist
Her soul and spirit gone before
Now her life as the blood pools on the floor
A girl so young a girl so broken..
Gone from this the secret left unspoken
No one will ever truely know
The pain behind her eyes that she never let show
A girl so young a girl so broken..
Among the angels she has spoken.
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