Needles and nails

needles
and nails
rain and hale
you walk down the hall
your gone sick
flowers i pick
red blue
and purple
knives and swords
when you walk by me
you smile your fake smile
i look away
'cause here i stay
crying in the stall.
I cry and cry
and lean against the wall
and hiet when people walk in
my face all red
my eyes
all wet
from everything you do.
people say not to fret
but i ant forget,