They Don't Know

Here she is 

Acting like your typical thirteen year old

And everyone thinks they know her

Or hear her

 

But they don't know the girl under the mask

They read the lies in a book labeled as her life

They hear the crap that rolls off her tongue

 

But they don't see her scars

No, not just the ones on her wrist

But the ones on her soul too

 

And they couldn't hear her cries

When it felt like her life was burning alive before her

 

And those so called friends

Who left her side when her brain shattered

And when she fell apart

 

And all those words they threw

And they didn't even know 

Those time she was so close to ending it all

 

And without a care for what those words did to her

They strung those words into a cord

That wrung itself around her neck

The last words said

Kicked the chair from under her

And her tears choked in her throat

And without a doubt

She knew that life was better off without her

And the last breath drew from her

In coordiantion with her last tear

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