The Girl Who Lives With Pain
There once was a girl,
Who lived with pain,
No one knew her,
Not even her name,
She was crying,
She cutted,
She was always so happy,
But it was all a lie,
They asked her if she was ok,
She nodded and walked away,
She hides herself with a discuses,
No one really knows why,
She slowly dies from the inside out,
If only people would know what she’s about,
People say she’s a bitch or a whore,
She holds it in until she can’t take it anymore,
Every night she cries herself to sleep,
Listening to her slow heartbeat.
Who lived with pain,
No one knew her,
Not even her name,
She was crying,
She cutted,
She was always so happy,
But it was all a lie,
They asked her if she was ok,
She nodded and walked away,
She hides herself with a discuses,
No one really knows why,
She slowly dies from the inside out,
If only people would know what she’s about,
People say she’s a bitch or a whore,
She holds it in until she can’t take it anymore,
Every night she cries herself to sleep,
Listening to her slow heartbeat.