She used to be so sweet
they'd say, Nice to everyone she meets
Little do they know she's fighting inside
Futilely trying to hide
The anger rushing through her blood
Filling her with rage and tears, like a flood
Once vibrant and colorful
Now drained of everything wonderful
Saying all she needed was rest
While alone she was doing her best
To not acknowledge the pain that would start
In her head to her feet to her heart
To the one who hides what he can feel
Because he can't acknowledge it's real
This love he's told not to possess
And it's making everything a mess
Deep down he knows it's true
He has to tell someone, wouldn't you?
This one fills her veins with coffee
Rather confronting family
And to her I have to apologize
Because her choice of friends were not wise
She chose the angry and the pained, offering her hand
Undergoing trials even she couldn't withstand.
With the girl who was a source of light
Trying to get friends to smile with all her might
She's now choking on her aspirations,
Feeling the weight of the decisions,
While people keep forgetting
The sound of her laughing
To the boy with the humorous grin
Who’s mouth a joke resides in
Now drowning in a bottle of tears
Or is it really his fears?
That keep him drunk with levity
Because it's better than facing reality.
Upon ones with the perfect skin?
A true symbol of their kin
Now trying to use it as a canvas
A combination of blood and glass
Showing parallel lines on their wrists
Thinking they wouldn’t be missed.
When should we have stepped in?
Intervened on behalf of the fallen
Tried to not let the demons win
When was fighting seen as a sin?