That Girl

That girl with tears in her eyes
Sitting in the back of the room
Just watching life pass her by
That girl with her head hung low
Always keeping to herself
And not letting anyone in
That girl holding her doll close to her chest
Whispering in its ear
That it'll be alright
That girl dressed in black
Chains around her neck
And the devils cross
That girl who carries a knife
Not to look tough
But it could save her life
That girl with the small black notebook
Writing down her life
And things she could never say
That girl crying late at night
Remembering the past
Afraid of the future
That girl passed out in the bathroom
Drugs taking control
Until she ends up dead
That girl without a care
Slits her wrists
Then plays in the blood
That girl tied down to a strangers bed
Crying out for help
But daddy never comes

        ~AngelCutter