Life as she knows it.

In this quite dark tomb

there she lays

face down wondering if this is her grave

it wasen't always this way at first she was okay

laughing and smiling like she did everyday

until her back started hurting from all the stabbing

until her heart started breaking from all the jabbing

she went into a deep depression without having any one to confess in

her family started talking, saying yeah all she wants is attention

what if she only wanted help,

someone to grab her by the hand

what if she only wanted someone to come in and try to understand

but no, she got thrown a side and left there to die

saying goodbye she layed down ask god why

three to four weeks later she stayed in the house more, locking her door

with all the razor blades gone while her life drips down her arm

a smile comes to her face asking herself where did all go wrong

her mom was addict that's clearly a bad habit

her father was a stoner who didn't have any affection to show her

now she is in her room, cold as ice

her mother was down stairs getting a light

when her mom finally remembered she has a daughter

she went upstairs and even called her

she realized

she was an addict not blind

she knew her dauhter was going to take her own life

she notice the signs

instead of breaking down crying and overflowing with grief

she went to the bank to cash out her daughter life insurancy policy.