She fakes oh so well
Behind it all is a story I’ll tell
She never thought she was good enough
She cried so much she became tough
Everyone took advantage of her heart
She felt pain like someone throwing darts
She doesn’t have cuts but battle scars
Everyone distant and seems so far
She had way to many attempts
She gave away love, away she sent
She was sick of life, sick of being abused
She was broken and bruised from the physical abuse.
No one seemed to truly care
Trying to love her became a dare.
She’s scared and afraid of everything around
She’s laughing but slowly drowning in the sound
She feels as if no one is there
Sickening smells of blood in the air.
She feels so ugly like no one would like her.
She kisses so much ass and calls him Sir.
No one knows her hidden story
She looks into the past and everything is blurry.
The smiles she shows one untrue
She needs a friend someone like you.
Her body is beaten and bruised
By many men she’s been used.
Every night she cries her self to sleep.
Remembering the last scar and how deep.
She fakes this so well.
On the inside she’s going through hell.
Help her, don’t make it worse.
Remember her past, try and put her first.
All of her cries filled with misery and sorrow
She’s been rushe to the hospital she’ll be out tomorrow.
Today she cut too deep.
Another night she cant sleep
All of her clothing destroyed and ripped
Once again her stepfather takes another sip.
Another hit, another apology
Another scream of profanities.
She lays there with sorrow eyes
She’s hoping this is her last goodbye.
Living, alive, depression deeper.
God keeps whispering “She’s a keeper”
So many times she could’ve been dead.
So many bad memories in her bed.
The smile you see is one not true.
She needs someone better, someone new
She’ll tell you everything, everything to do
You may feel like nothing special
But you can keep her from hanging over the threshold.
You can be the one there, you can be her savior.
You can be the one to save her.
The one she wants, the one she needs.
You can stop her when she bleeds.
The smile she fakes, the tears she cries.
Makes it easy to see why she wants to die.
She looks so happy but fakes so well.
No one knows she’s going through hell.
You maybe wondering who this girl can be.
You may see this girl daily.
Look at her and you’ll never be able to tell
The things she’s been through put her through hell.
The smiles she fakes
The harsh eternal ache
The sorrow cries
The times she wanted to die.
The meds she took
The times she shook
All the scars
Everything seems so far.
Live her life,
You’ll beg for the knife.
Be there for her
And there wont be another.
She feels alone
In her own depressing zone.
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