Ice Queen

They call her Ice Queen, they laugh and sneer
They make fun of her, they jaunt and jeer.
But what they don't know is how she hurts
Each of them stab her with their words.

She screams and cries and beats the wall
Sometimes she thinks she hates them all.
Why must they hurt her, why can't they see?
Are they oblivious to the way she bleeds?

Why can't they see that she's broken and lost?
Why don't they understand that sorrow has turned her heart to frost?
She's desperate and alone.
All she wants is a place to truly call home!

They called her Ice Queen, and through their laughs
Nobody heard her break the glass.
Now it's too late, she's part of the past.

She made her bleeding physical and real
She ended her life, no longer wanting to feel.
Now they know the pain she fought.
Now they know the sorrow they brought.
They gathered around her in the cold mists.
They stared at her body, at her opened wrists.