She wakes to find her pillow full of her tears, soaked.
This was the last time, she had given up hope.
There was no chance to live.
She had given all there was to give.
She whispered to herself the only good-bye.
She knew it would be the only one she heard.
Even if others wanted to try.
Her knife, the one thing she grabbed, had her lured.
The end was close.
Her fears at the utmost.
She spoke to her knife, clear as a bell.
She said, "I know I'm going to hell..."
The last thing she said, was the last she did.
"Remember that time when you were a kid?"
She remembered, then she fainted.
Her life, a miserable picture that was just painted.
Did you know who she was?
Did you know she had her life this hard?
This was her last thing she did, just 'cause...
She was hurt, broken, and scarred.
None of us wished her death.
But none of us wished her to live...
This was the last time, she had given up hope.
There was no chance to live.
She had given all there was to give.
She whispered to herself the only good-bye.
She knew it would be the only one she heard.
Even if others wanted to try.
Her knife, the one thing she grabbed, had her lured.
The end was close.
Her fears at the utmost.
She spoke to her knife, clear as a bell.
She said, "I know I'm going to hell..."
The last thing she said, was the last she did.
"Remember that time when you were a kid?"
She remembered, then she fainted.
Her life, a miserable picture that was just painted.
Did you know who she was?
Did you know she had her life this hard?
This was her last thing she did, just 'cause...
She was hurt, broken, and scarred.
None of us wished her death.
But none of us wished her to live...
