She Stands Alone

She's not sure what to live for...
You just don't know how she feels
She's stronger than you could ever guess
You have no clue what she goes through
Everyday, getting stabbed, in the heart
You go numb after awhile.
Some days she feels like dying,
She gets so sick of crying,
She butchers what once was creamy and smooth,
Her wrists look like scenes from horror movies.
She's dying for love inside,
And as she cries alone at night,
But to the world she smiles,
Like she's never shed a tear.
Where are her friends?
What of her family?
There's no one to listen now,
She stands alone.
   By Jamie-Lee Cuerrier
Published: 5/10/2008
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