You don’t know what It’s
Like to cry your self to sleep
Or wear Long sleeves to
Cover up the cuts on Your wrist
Or wake up every morning wishing
You were dead you don’t know what
It’s like to starve yourself so you can
Fit in or take pills to make yourself
So you can feel better
You don’t know what it’s
Like to go to school every
Day and get made fun of
Or your friends are spreading
Rumors about you or to go
Home crying because you don’t
Want to be here
You don’t know what it’s
Like to it’s to late I’m already
Died inside
