drip, the drop of blood goes...

Drip,
Another drop of blood falls from the blade,
Drip,
A little girl who fades away,
Drip,
She was looking for love,
But instead,
She found blood.

Her brigt and cheery smile,
Never returing,
Her glowing eyes,
Left in the darkness,
Of lonelyness,
And despair.

Her good old friend,
The blade.

Drip,drip.

Her wrists always covered,
Afraid to look like a freak,
Her light brown hair ,
Covered in a beanie,
Afraid to look diferent.

Yet no one noticed,
Her charming fake smile,
Fooling the others,
Her small
"Im okay",
Hidden with regret and anger.

Drip,
Now the once ignored little girl,
Is being mourned by strangers,
Who ignored her in the time of need,
Until it was too late.

Drip,drip.

Her green eyes closed for ever,
Drip,
Her tan skin, now pale white,
Drip,
Her long brown hair spread like a sea,
Drip,
Instead of being outside,
She will now stay six feet under,
Drip,drip,
Her small wrists,
Covered by a thick black brasalet,
Hiding for ever the reason she died.

Drip,
The last drop of blood falls,
From her only friend the blade,
It gave her support and relief when she needed it,
And better yet,
It gave her the promise of a peacefull life,
She didnt tell her it would be six feet under.