s i l e n t g i r l
a little girl sitting there on her bed a rozor in one hand and a towl stained with red
not knowing what she was leaving behind not telling anyone not saying good bye
not caring not saying nothing but as she falls to her knees she goes very numb
and now all of a sudden she says to her self that she doesnt want to die
but not being able to say anything not being able to scream
not telling anyone what she hides not telling anyone that she is going to say good night sometimes her mom looks back and wishing that she could have been there for her
not saying how much she loved her own daughter
not knowing what she was leaving behind not telling anyone not saying good bye
not caring not saying nothing but as she falls to her knees she goes very numb
and now all of a sudden she says to her self that she doesnt want to die
but not being able to say anything not being able to scream
not telling anyone what she hides not telling anyone that she is going to say good night sometimes her mom looks back and wishing that she could have been there for her
not saying how much she loved her own daughter