a cutter with clean wrist impossible they say
but then they checked her hips it wasn't good noway
her sides where chopped and slashed but a secret it was kept
even by the ones who said they truly loved her best
she cried quietly in a corner
never let her parents see
that there perfect little angel
was as broken as can be
she cried into a corner where depression took the wheel
convinced her to do tragic things no bandage could heel
she kept on cutting and cutting
but still nobody told
and then one day she took her life
her body unmoving and cold
they said she wasn't bullied
but maby the little things count
they told her what she was some days
a freak weirdo burnout
these things add up you know
although she said she didn't care
they made her want to yell scream and rip out her own hair
it may not look like bullying
but people take things to the heart
so maby we should stop doing this to people
stop suicide were it starts
-c.c.