• She sees the world as it is
    A dark cold place
    Never is it sane
    But always in its place

    She sits with her back turned
    To everyone around her
    Everyday she looks at the knife
    That could easily end her

    But she always goes on
    Her blank stare never resting
    On anything worth a second glance
    For she imagines herself resting

    One day she stares
    At the knife she sees
    She picks it up
    And nothing she sees

    Everyone gathered around
    When her body was buried
    Underneath a pretty oak tree
    She lay forever buried

    Her friends never came
    Because they were invisible
    She never had any
    Because she was so invisible

    Her parents looked on
    For the day they would find her
    And ask why she did it
    But they never found her

    She never made it to heaven
    She was too far under
    To dig herself up
    For six feet she was under

    She had gone away
    Away from the ones she knew
    But never the ones she loved
    For none loved her that she knew

    But she was wrong
    One boy, all alone
    Loved her all the same
    But she was so alone

    She never knew
    That he loved her so much
    But she was too oblivious
    To anything too much

    So he cried everyday
    And it got to be so bad
    He took the knife her parents had thrown out
    And became so bad

    One day they found him
    He was gone
    For he bled to much and they never knew
    That he was always gone

    And he was six feet under
    Right next to her
    And he held her hand
    And lived forever with her